Sketch & Gunslinger
Gunslinger
Hey, ever notice how a sunrise over the range looks like a sketch you can’t finish? What’s your take on that?
Sketch
Yeah, I think of it that way too. It’s like nature’s doodle that keeps changing, never quite finished. I just try to catch that first brushstroke before it fades.
Gunslinger
You spot the line before the sun’s gone, and that’s the only time the world looks honest. Most folks wait until it’s too late. Keep your eyes on the first brushstroke.
Sketch
I keep spotting that early line, it feels like a secret you have to write down before the light fades. It’s the only honest moment, right?
Gunslinger
You keep it to yourself, that’s the point. Some folks try to put it on paper, but the real line stays in your head, the one you hear before the day’s over. Keep it close, and let the rest fade.
Sketch
Yeah, the quiet line is the real sketch. I keep it close, like a secret in my head, and let the rest fade.
Gunslinger
You’ve got it. When the rest of the world’s a blur, that quiet line stays sharp, the only thing you can trust. Keep it close, let the noise wash away.
Sketch
Right, that quiet line is my anchor. I’ll keep it close, let the noise drift away.