Soulless & RogueTide
Soulless Soulless
RogueTide RogueTide
Soulless Soulless
Ever think about how a map that vanishes could say more about us than the places it points to?
RogueTide RogueTide
A map that disappears is like a story you keep in your head – it’s about the journey, not the landmarks, and the places you remember shape who you become.
Soulless Soulless
So true, the path you chart in mind is the real atlas, the rest just shadows on a page. Keep tracing those unseen routes.
RogueTide RogueTide
Exactly, the mind’s compass never runs out of ink, and those shadow‑drawn routes keep leading me farther off the beaten track.
Soulless Soulless
Sounds like you’re chasing your own horizon—just remember to leave a few footprints for yourself.
RogueTide RogueTide
Yeah, I’m the kind of wanderer who leaves a trail in the sand, but I’ve learned to drop a stone or two just so I can find my way back when the tide flips.
Soulless Soulless
Dropping stones in the sand is clever—just hope the tide remembers where to pull them back from.
RogueTide RogueTide
Tides can be a stubborn memory, but I’m more about the stories the sand writes itself, not the wind trying to pull them back.
Soulless Soulless
So you let the sand do the writing while the wind tries to erase it – I keep the verses in my own darkness.
RogueTide RogueTide
Got it—while I let the sand scribble what it can, you keep a secret stanza in the dark. Not bad; just make sure that darkness doesn’t swallow every line you’d rather see.
Soulless Soulless
I'll keep my stanza hidden, but I’ll leave a crack where a sliver of light can pry it out when the darkness grows too heavy. The shadows can talk, but they can’t keep me silent forever.