Volk & Elrond
Volk, I've heard your wanderings echo in the old tales—what do you feel when a story fades into silence?
When a story fades, I feel the wind sigh over its quiet pages, a hollow echo that hums with untold possibilities. It reminds me that even silence can be a path waiting to be walked.
Indeed, silence can be a quiet teacher, guiding us toward paths we have yet to write.
Silence is the quiet hand that points out the next step, and I follow it like a trail that hasn't been marked yet.