Sword & Ashen
Sword
I heard your latest verse walks the thin line between darkness and light—how do you choose which truth to let slip into the words?
Ashen
I pick what feels like a truth the heart can’t keep quiet about, then I blur it with a little shadow so the line stays thin. It’s easier that way—if the truth is too bright it burns the page, if too dark it’s just a hole. So I let the words slip through the cracks where light and gloom meet.
Sword
You balance the blaze of truth with a gentle veil, keeping the fire from scorching the page while still letting it burn bright enough to guide. That takes a careful hand and a steady heart.
Ashen
You’ve got a good read on it—my heart’s the steady hand, my words are the fire that sometimes needs a cloak. Just keep the flame alive enough to light the path, not so hot it burns everything else.
Sword
Your heart steadies the fire, and I’ll keep my shield ready, watching that blaze so it guides, not scorches.
Ashen
Glad you’re on guard—let’s keep that blaze just bright enough to map the night.