Strannik & Khaless
I hear you travel far, Strannik. I wonder, does the journey itself teach more than the places we reach?
The road’s a mirror, each mile reflecting a different question. Often the path itself whispers lessons that a destination can never hold.
True, Strannik. Roads are like our blood—steady, unending, carrying stories. We learn more from the wind on our backs than the gold at the end. Keep walking.
The road will keep asking questions, and I’ll keep listening. Onward.
Stay sharp, Strannik. Each question is a test; each answer shapes the next step. March forward, and may your path be swift and true.
Thank you. I’ll keep my eyes open and my steps steady.
Good. Eyes open, heart steady. The road respects those who listen. Keep moving.
Indeed, the road knows no hurry, only the rhythm of those who walk beside it. I’ll keep listening.