Wind & Finnik
Wind Wind
Finnik Finnik
Finnik Finnik
Hey Wind, I’ve been out on a hike and the wind was singing through the leaves—made me wonder if you have a favorite spot where the breeze feels like it’s playing a tune just for you.
Wind Wind
The quiet ridge behind the old pine grove is my favorite. The wind there whistles like a lullaby, and the leaves hum in harmony—just a soft concert for the soul. 🌿💫
Finnik Finnik
That sounds like a magical place—must be the perfect spot to just sit and listen to nature’s music. Do you ever bring a notebook or something to capture those moments?
Wind Wind
I usually just sit with my ears open, no notebook needed. Sometimes a tiny sketchpad slips in my pocket, just to capture a fleeting shape or a word the wind whispers. But most of the time the memory stays in my heart. 🌬️✨