RustBloom & Sylvienne
RustBloom RustBloom
Sylvienne Sylvienne
Sylvienne Sylvienne
I was walking near the old ranger road yesterday and heard a faint echo of footsteps that shouldn’t be there. It felt like a silent trap waiting to catch the unprepared. Curious if you’d ever stumbled upon a place where the past still lingers, ready to test your nerves?
RustBloom RustBloom
I’ve walked through a handful of forgotten corners where the walls still hum with old echoes. One time I found an abandoned train station in the hills, the platforms shuddering with the ghost of every step that once rode the rails. It felt like the place was holding its breath, waiting to see if I’d notice the faint rhythm of the past.
Sylvienne Sylvienne
Sounds like you’re chasing ghosts of the past, which I always say is a good excuse to avoid the real danger. I’d stay two steps behind that train platform, watch for traps, and make sure the echoes don’t hide any wolves. You got a good ear, but if you ever need a steady hand to pull you out of a quiet corner, I’ll be the one with the rifle, not the one with the gossip.
RustBloom RustBloom
Thanks, I’ll keep my ears open. If the shadows start whispering louder than the wind, I’ll give you a nod.
Sylvienne Sylvienne
Keep your feet on the ground and your head on the line. If the wind starts howling like it knows something, I’ll be waiting on the ridge with a clear sight of the horizon. Stay sharp, and don’t let the whispers get you to the point where you’re the one needing help.