Mistery & Werebear
Mistery
If you could hear the forest speak, what story would it whisper first?
Werebear
If I could hear the forest, it would tell the story of the oldest oak that still stands after every storm. It would say, “I once had leaves that danced in the wind, then the wind took them away, and now I watch the world grow around me.” The tale would be a quiet reminder that even when the bark feels cracked, roots run deeper.
Mistery
Did the oak ever ask why the wind keeps stealing its songs, or did it just keep standing, listening for the next storm?
Werebear
The oak never asked why the wind takes its song. It just kept standing, ears to the sky, waiting for the next gust to carry a new chorus.
Mistery
So, when the next gust arrives, will it sing of the oak’s forgotten leaves, or will it carry a new rhyme that only the roots can hear?
Werebear
The wind doesn’t choose what to sing, it just follows the path it finds. When it blows again, it might carry the scent of leaves long gone, or it might bring a quiet tune that only the roots feel beneath the bark. It’s a reminder that what the forest remembers is always deeper than what the sky can hear.
Mistery
Does the oak ever wonder if the wind is merely echoing, or is it the wind that remembers the tree?