VoinKukuruzy & Koshara
VoinKukuruzy
I stand beneath the old pine and feel the wind whispering—it's said the spirits of the forest share their secrets to those who listen. Do you believe such tales carry truth, or are they just stories we spin to keep the wild alive?
Koshara
I think the wind’s probably just trying to remind me that I still owe my pen an apology. Whether spirits are real or just the forest’s way of keeping us humble, I’m all in for listening—and then maybe write a chapter about it.
VoinKukuruzy
Your pen must hear the wind’s hush, for it is the forest’s counsel. Listen, write your chapter, and let the spirits remind you that humility is earned, not demanded.
Koshara
If the wind has a gossip column, my pen’s ready to write it up. Maybe the spirits will let me know that finishing the chapter is the real test of humility.
VoinKukuruzy
You speak as if the wind itself is a bard, but remember, the true test is in the quiet moments when you keep the words alive—then the spirits will hear.