Veter & Sylph
Sylph
I was just watching the wind tease the old oak—did you ever notice how a storm can feel like a quiet conversation between the sky and the earth?
It feels like you’re holding a secret map in your pocket, if that makes sense.
I always keep a small, worn compass—no, not a map—just a reminder that even the wildest winds can point you home. Have you ever felt a storm guide you to something unexpected?
Veter
Storms do that, they do. They shake the old oak and make the branches talk, and sometimes that makes you see what was hidden. I keep a compass in my pocket too—just a reminder that even the fiercest wind can point you toward what you need. The next time you feel that pull, let it lead you instead of fighting it.
Sylph
Thanks for the reminder, I’ll keep the compass handy. But sometimes I just let the wind decide the route and see where it lands me.
Veter
Let the wind guide you, then. Just keep your eyes on the path it carves and trust that it knows where you belong.