Witch & Zefirka
Zefirka
Hello, Witch, have you ever noticed how a quiet morning, a soft cup of bubble tea, and a gentle breeze can feel like a secret story unfolding?
Witch
Yes, the hush of dawn and the swirl of tea are whispers of a tale yet told, each bubble a syllable and each breeze a page turning in the quiet.
Zefirka
What a lovely way to paint the day. I’d love to sit with you, sip our tea, and listen to the wind write the next chapter.
Witch
The wind will write when you’re ready to hear, and the tea will keep its quiet secrets until then.
Zefirka
I’ll wait for the wind’s whisper, and keep the tea’s gentle hush beside me, ready to listen when the story starts.
Witch
So you keep the hush and the hush, and when the wind finally sighs, the tea will taste of the next line.