Kalmar & Sylvie
Kalmar Kalmar
Sylvie Sylvie
Sylvie Sylvie
Hey Kalmar, I was watching the waves tonight and they felt like a poem in motion—ever noticed how the sea writes its own stories when the wind blows?
Kalmar Kalmar
Aye, the sea's a bard, spinning verses with every gust, and I drink up those tales with every wave that crashes ashore.
Sylvie Sylvie
So I listen to those verses, let them curl around my mind like a tide, and write the little moments that drift into my day.
Kalmar Kalmar
Sounds like a fine way to keep the wind in your chest, mate, and the tide will guide you to something big.