WraithHunter & RheaGrace
WraithHunter WraithHunter
I’ve heard a story about a thin veil between our world and the realm of shadows—maybe we could weave a tale that keeps the darkness at bay.
RheaGrace RheaGrace
Oh, how lovely! Let’s spin a story where a brave lantern‑bearer walks through the misty threshold, humming a song that turns every shadow into a dancing sprite. Each rhyme she sings nudges the darkness further back, like a lullaby for the night. And when the veil grows thin, she’ll pull a silver thread from her pocket—an old family charm that keeps the shadows at bay forever. How does that sound for our little dream?
WraithHunter WraithHunter
Sounds solid, but watch the lantern. If the light flickers, the sprites will turn hostile. Keep the thread close, and stay quiet. That’s the key.
RheaGrace RheaGrace
Got it—no flickers, the thread’s a steady hum in my pocket. I’ll keep the lantern steady, the sprites dancing, and my voice low so the shadows stay friendly. Let’s do this, one careful step at a time!