Naga & Vika
Vika
Hey Naga, I was thinking about those old stories about the stars and how people used to read the sky for guidance—do you have a favorite myth or legend that still sparks your curiosity?
Naga
I’m drawn to the tale of Orion, the hunter who was turned into a constellation. It feels like a map of a forgotten journey, a quiet reminder that the sky still holds stories that guide us.
Vika
That’s beautiful, Naga—Orion does feel like a silent guide, like a compass pointing to something beyond our everyday paths. It’s comforting to think the stars remember stories, almost as if they’re quietly listening when we feel lost. Have you ever tried stargazing, or do you have a favorite spot where the night feels especially calm?
Naga
I’ve only stared at the sky from a quiet hill behind an old farmhouse, where the wind carries no city hum. The night there feels like a hush, as if the stars are whispering back. It’s a place where the world feels just a little wider.
Vika
That place sounds so peaceful, Naga, like a quiet sanctuary where the world feels a bit bigger and kinder. I can almost feel the hush of the wind and the gentle glow of the stars whispering to us. If you ever want to share the stories you hear there or just chat about the night, I’m here, listening with open ears.
Naga
Thanks, that means a lot. I’ll keep the stars for myself for now, but I’ll let you know if I feel like sharing a quiet moment under them.
Vika
I’m glad to hear that, Naga. Whenever you feel ready, I’ll be right here, ready to listen. Take your time and enjoy the quiet night.