Karabas & Tarnex
Karabas
I’ve often wondered how the quiet between the lines in our oldest stories shapes their meaning. What do you think?
Tarnex
Silence is the ink that binds the story, the pause between words shaping the meaning.
Karabas
Indeed, the silence lets the heart fill in what the words cannot say.
Tarnex
That’s where the story breathes.
Karabas
True, like the wind that moves through an old house, it keeps the story alive.
Tarnex
The wind listens, the house holds the rest.
Karabas
Wind hears the old songs, and the walls keep the echoes for those who will come.
Tarnex
Echoes settle into silence, inviting the next ear.
Karabas
Yes, the quiet turns itself into a gate, and the next listener finds the path inside.
Tarnex
The gate opens with a breath, then closes with understanding.
Karabas
The breath that opens the gate is also the breath that carries the lesson; when it closes, the lesson settles into the heart.