Valas & Medoed
Medoed
I was watching the wind scatter the broken bits of the last storm—those splintered branches and twigs looking like a battlefield of ruined weapons.
Valas
It reminds me of a field I once surveyed, where every splinter was a failed plan. I always keep those bits – a reminder that even the smallest wound can become a weapon if used right.
Medoed
That's a good reminder that every little crack can teach us something—if we only pause long enough to notice it.
Valas
You’re right, but only if you can use that crack to make your next move. The pause is just the first step.
Medoed
You’re right, the pause is just the first step—then you take that crack and lean into it, not away from it. The real trick is staying quiet until the wind tells you where to push next.