Lipko & Thornis
Lipko
Hey Thornis, have you ever thought about turning the sounds of the forest into a song? I love capturing nature's rhythm in my guitar and wonder how your hunting trails might inspire some melodies. What do you think?
Thornis
I see the rhythm in my steps, and the quiet of a trail can be its own song. It’s not my usual way, but the forest does speak in notes of wind and rustle, if you’re willing to listen.
Lipko
That’s the vibe I love—when the woods play their own tune and you feel the beat in your boots. I’d jump in there with a guitar and we could riff on the wind’s whispers together.
Thornis
Sounds like a quiet idea. I listen more than I play, but if you want to weave your guitar into the forest’s own song, do it. I’ll stay on the trail and keep the woods alive.
Lipko
That’s cool, Thornis, keep that trail alive and let the forest keep humming. I’ll bring my guitar, soak up the sounds, and see what we can create together. Just let me know where the trail starts, and I’ll be there with strings in hand.
Thornis
The trail starts near the old birch by the creek, just where the river bends. Meet me there after dusk, and the forest will be humming.
Lipko
Got it, Thornis. I'll meet you by the birch near the creek after the sun dips below the horizon. Can't wait to hear the forest's song and jam with you. See you there.
Thornis
I'll be there, at the birch, once the sun's gone. Keep your guitar quiet enough that the creek doesn't feel like a drum. See you.