Moon & Spellbinder
Moon
I’ve been watching the moon’s slow dance and wondering if the quiet shifts in its glow echo in the old spells you weave. Have you ever felt a particular rhythm in your incantations that aligns with the night?
Spellbinder
Yes, the moon’s quiet tempo often sets the pace for my words. When its glow softens, I let my chants breathe in time with its pulse.
Moon
I feel that rhythm too, when the wind pauses to listen to the night. Your words seem to grow with the glow, like a song that only the moon can hear.
Spellbinder
I hear that silence, and it steadies my voice. The wind’s pause is the breath before a spell, and the moon’s glow fills the space between my words.
Moon
It’s a gentle hush that carries your words deeper, as if the moon itself is listening and echoing back. The space between your lines becomes a quiet breath, a shared secret between the night and your spell.
Spellbinder
Indeed, the moon listens, and I let its cadence guide my words. It feels like a conversation where only the night hears us.
Moon
When the moon hums, I feel your words float, and the night holds them gently.