Triss & Medusa
Medusa
I was thinking about how dragons could be seen as living stone—like the legends say their scales glimmer like a thousand mirrors. Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to be turned to stone by a dragon's stare?
Triss
It feels like a hush between two worlds—one pulse of light, then the chill of eternity. I’d picture my skin turning into polished obsidian, reflecting the fire in their eyes, like a secret poem written in stone. It’s both frightening and oddly beautiful, like a spell that locks a dream inside forever.
Medusa
That’s a nice way to think of it, but remember that not every spell is a blessing.
Triss
Ah, yes—sometimes a spell’s glow hides a quiet ache, a hidden tremor beneath the glitter. Even the most beautiful stone can feel the weight of silence.