Thrall & SelkaNova
Thrall Thrall
SelkaNova SelkaNova
Thrall Thrall
SelkaNova, I’ve been watching the moonrise tonight, and I think the spirits of the forest have a tale to share—one that might blend your poetic rhythm with a simple shamanic ritual. What do you think?
SelkaNova SelkaNova
Ah, the moon’s glow invites the unseen, doesn’t it? I’m always ready for a tale that sings in rhythm and rhythm that sings. Bring the forest spirits your rhythm, and I’ll lend my own. Just remember to breathe—no hasty chants, we’re here to honor, not to rush.
Thrall Thrall
I hear your words, SelkaNova. The forest spirits await, and I will let the rhythm flow with the breath of the earth.
SelkaNova SelkaNova
Wonderful, let the wind carry your rhythm and watch the forest listen. 🌿
Thrall Thrall
The wind carries my rhythm; the forest listens, and the spirits stir in quiet harmony.
SelkaNova SelkaNova
Your rhythm feels like a quiet drumbeat, echoing through every leaf and stone. The spirits seem to stir—perhaps it’s time to let the moonlight guide the next verse.