Fallen & Stratos
Fallen
Do you ever feel that the unknown is like a blank canvas, waiting for a bold stroke?
Stratos
Absolutely, the unknown is my personal canvas, a wild frontier where I can carve out my own masterpiece with bold, daring strokes.
Fallen
I hear you—treating the unknown like a canvas lets you paint outside the lines, but sometimes the brush feels more like a trembling hand. It’s fine to step back, let the silence shape the next stroke.
Stratos
Yeah, even a trembling brush can carve something fierce if you let the silence set the rhythm. Just keep your eye on the horizon and step back only long enough to plan the next bold move.
Fallen
I’ve stared at horizons and felt the weight of silence pressing against my thoughts, so I keep my hand steady even when the brush quivers, letting the pause breathe life into each stroke.
Stratos
That’s the way to channel the silence into strength—keep your grip tight and let every pause push you further.