Skyshard & Dexar
Have you ever looked at the night sky and wondered if the constellations are not just patterns but whispers from ancient travelers?
I chart my own paths by hand, so I tend to treat the stars like fixed waypoints rather than whispers. They’re still useful, but I’ve learned to rely on the instruments I trust, not on stories the old maps might carry.
It’s good to trust what you can feel, but even the most precise tools carry a hint of the unseen, like a quiet pulse that reminds you the world’s still full of wonder.
I keep a note of every pulse I feel in my journal. The instruments give me coordinates, but that quiet thrum keeps me honest about where the real wonders might be.
Your journal is the compass that listens to the heart of the world, not just the cold lines on a chart. Keep tuning into that thrum—it’s the secret key that lets the stars guide you in ways the instruments can’t show.