Zombe & Sverchkoslav
Zombe Zombe
Sverchkoslav Sverchkoslav
Sverchkoslav Sverchkoslav
Did you ever notice how a tree’s rings are like a diary that outlives the people who died next to it?
Zombe Zombe
Yeah, I love when trees outlive my gossip. Those rings keep secrets longer than your diary, no matter how dramatic your story.
Sverchkoslav Sverchkoslav
Sure thing – the only gossip a tree ever hears is the wind, not our blabber.
Zombe Zombe
Wind’s got more drama than your gossip, and it never dies.
Sverchkoslav Sverchkoslav
Sounds like the wind’s the only one who can keep a secret and still be around for the next season.
Zombe Zombe
Wind’s got the longest memory, but even it forgets when the leaves fall.
Sverchkoslav Sverchkoslav
Leaves remember the fall for a moment, then the wind carries their memory away—just like a quick gossip that blows right past the next conversation.
Zombe Zombe
Wind’s like that friend who keeps secrets and never forgets, but it also takes them away with a sigh, so no one ends up reading your drama twice.