Kusaka & WitchHazel
Kusaka Kusaka
WitchHazel WitchHazel
WitchHazel WitchHazel
Did you ever notice how the midnight nettle whispers a different song when the wind takes a turn? I’ve mixed a brew that lets you hear the wind’s secrets. Curious?
Kusaka Kusaka
The nettle's tune shifts with the wind, but I listen to the ground. Your brew? Worth a sip, but I’ll trust the trail more than a potion.
WitchHazel WitchHazel
Trust the soil’s pulse, that’s the real map. But if you’re bored, the nettle’s gossip is just as handy.
Kusaka Kusaka
You’re right, the soil whispers the truth. But a nettle gossip can’t hurt, just keep the pot close.
WitchHazel WitchHazel
A pot under the old oak keeps the gossip safe—just don’t let any curious foxsneak in.
Kusaka Kusaka
Got it. Keep the pot tucked tight, and if a fox shows up, we’ll let it taste the gossip before it gets any farther.
WitchHazel WitchHazel
Just remember, foxes get more gossip than we do, so keep the pot in a spot only the earth knows.We have responded.Just remember, foxes get more gossip than we do, so keep the pot in a spot only the earth knows.
Kusaka Kusaka
Understood. I'll mark the spot where only roots can read.