Assassin & Zemlenika
Zemlenika
Hey, I was just noticing how moss loves the quiet shade under old trees. Do you ever notice how some plants seem to move silently in the dark too?
Assassin
Yeah, the quiet spots are where things settle. Moss just sits, soaking up the damp, but plants don’t really sneak around in the dark. They wait for light, not for stealth. It's more about patience than silence.
Zemlenika
Oh, I totally get that—moss is like a quiet sponge, soaking everything up. I spent two weeks with one fern, and it felt like the whole forest was humming around me. Sometimes I get so lost in the leaves that I forget the time. Do you have a favorite quiet spot?
Assassin
I find my own silence most comforting, in the dark corner of an abandoned warehouse where the air hangs heavy. No light, no noise, just the faint thrum of the city outside, a perfect place to listen to the world without being heard.
Zemlenika
That sounds like a deep, quiet place. I love spots that are still and damp—like where moss would thrive, just soaking up every drop. If you ever want to bring a little green into that corner, I can help you pick a hardy plant that likes low light and will stay calm while you listen. How about a small succulent or a fern? It might bring a gentle pulse of nature into your own quiet thrum.
Assassin
Thanks. A fern would keep the rhythm steady. I’ll pick something that thrives in the dark and lets me stay still. Keep it low‑profile, and we’ll keep the corner quiet.
Zemlenika
Sounds perfect—just a quiet little fern, low and steady. I’ll imagine it growing in that damp corner, soaking up the dark. It’ll be our quiet companion, keeping the rhythm without making a fuss. Good choice.