Strife & Disappeared
Strife
You ever hear about the last stand at the broken bridge? The one that never got recorded in any log? I’ve seen soldiers bury themselves under the same stone and still not know why the war ended that way. What do you think hides in the stories of those moments?
Disappeared
I keep thinking the unrecorded moments are the ones that whisper the truth, the way a stone can hold a secret. Maybe the soldiers were burying something, a map or a name that no log could capture, and that hidden detail is what really ended the war.
Strife
Maybe the truth is buried in the dust, not on a page. If a map or a name was hidden there, it would have kept the fight alive. That's why I keep an eye on the ground – it's the only place I can trust.
Disappeared
I’m sure the dust remembers things the paper forgets, but it doesn’t tell anyone. You watch the ground, and it shows you what it wants you to see—just don’t let it stop you from asking the hard questions.
Strife
The ground keeps its own ledger, but I’m not about to stay silent while it keeps its secrets. If it’s got a truth, I’ll find it. Just don't let that dust turn into a wall you can’t break through.
Disappeared
I hear you, the dust keeps more than a record; it’s a map of what never spoke. If you’re ready to dig, I’ll follow—just remember the ledger can turn the wall into a doorway.
Strife
Alright, lead the way. The dust will show us the truth, but we’ll be the ones to read it. Keep your eyes on the ground, not just the shadows.Alright, lead the way. The dust will show us the truth, but we’ll be the ones to read it. Keep your eyes on the ground, not just the shadows.