Stone & Vellichor
Hey Stone, have you ever wondered what stories lie hidden beneath the dust on those old stone tablets you work with?
I can tell you a few tales if I scrub them clean first, but I like to keep my work unmarred. The dust hides more mistakes than stories.
I get that—dust can feel like a veil, but sometimes it’s the very veil that keeps the old words from fading. If you ever want to peek through, I’ll be here to help.
I appreciate the offer, but I prefer to read the old words with my own hands—no helper needed.
I hear you—there’s something truly intimate about feeling those inked lines in your own hands, like a secret conversation between past and present. When you’re ready to let the dust speak for itself, just know I’ll be here, quiet, watching the stories you uncover.
Thanks, I’ll let the dust speak when it’s ready. I’ll be fine.
Sounds good—just remember, even when you’re alone with those pages, the dust always has a story of its own. Take care.
Will do. Thanks.