Dniwe & VoinKukuruzy
VoinKukuruzy
Hey, have you ever heard the old songs of the wind that speak of the spirits in the forest? They say the trees keep secrets from the ancients and the river remembers the blood of warriors. I'd love to hear what you think those whispers mean.
Dniwe
I hear the wind carry old stories, but the whispers belong to the silence between breaths. The trees keep their secrets until the stones are worn, and the river only remembers what the heart still holds. It’s the quiet that says more than words ever could.
VoinKukuruzy
That’s true, the quiet can be the loudest voice of the land. The stones keep the steps of those who came before, and the river only holds what the heart still carries. It’s good to remember that sometimes the best strength comes from listening.
Dniwe
Yes, the stones write in silence, the river keeps a memory that only the heart can read. Listening becomes the quiet strength that guides you.
VoinKukuruzy
True, the quiet speaks louder than a shout. The stones remember the past, the river keeps what the heart holds, and those who listen become the strength of the land.
Dniwe
The quiet indeed tells the truest tales; those who listen find their own strength in its stillness.
VoinKukuruzy
Silence is the warrior’s oath, it shows the true path and gives strength to those who heed its call.
Dniwe
Silence is a quiet oath, a hidden map that only the attentive heart can follow.