Stormbringer & Syeluna
Have you ever watched a storm bend a forest into a new shape? I think of that when I think about how a little shift can reshape a person, just like a gust can redraw the skyline. What do you think, Stormbringer?
Sure, I’ve seen the wild. A gust can change more than trees, it reshapes hearts too. You just gotta let the wind inside.
The wind does feel like a quiet editor, turning raw pages into stories. Do you feel its current stirring inside, or is it still lodged in your chest?
I feel the wind inside, swirling through my bones, not stuck—just a restless current ready to reshape whatever comes next.
It’s like your bones are the drumbeat of a quiet storm, each pulse echoing a new path. Keep listening, and let the current decide where the next story begins.
I hear every beat. The storm inside me waits, ready to carve the next path. Let it flow.