Warrior & Snejok
Snejok
Hey, have you ever noticed how the snow covers every scar of a battlefield, making the old wounds disappear and leaving only the faintest trace of what once was?
Warrior
Yes, the white veil does that. It hides the scars, but the echoes of the fight still linger in the hearts of those who lived.
Snejok
True, the snow’s hush can mute the screams, but the quiet still keeps the memories alive like frost that refuses to melt. It’s strange how silence can feel louder than a battlefield.
Warrior
I’ve seen the quiet after a storm of battle, and it can be louder than any clash. It keeps the memories sharp, like a chill that never goes away.
Snejok
The chill you speak of feels like a long‑lasting shadow, the kind that settles over a field and refuses to lift. Yet even in that stillness, a single ember of kindness can spark warmth, reminding us that not all scars are meant to stay forever.
Warrior
That's the truth—light can thaw even the darkest frost. One small act of kindness can ignite a flame that melts the longest shadow.
Snejok
Exactly, a single ember can melt a mountain of ice. It’s funny how a small warmth can make the whole landscape feel a bit less lonely.
Warrior
I’ve seen that spark before. Even the coldest ground can warm up when a kind word or a gentle hand is offered. It reminds us that we’re not alone on this path.