Zirael & Gloomboy
Zirael Zirael
Gloomboy Gloomboy
Zirael Zirael
I was rummaging through the attic of the old guildhall and found a patch of fabric that smells like rain on stone—think it’s from the mythic weaver of Lirien. If you could turn its texture into a verse, what would it rhyme with?
Gloomboy Gloomboy
I’d turn that damp‑silky thread into a line that curls around “stone” and “alone,” a quiet echo that feels like rain but still whispers a lone refrain.
Zirael Zirael
That sounds like a perfect haiku seed—rain, stone, alone—like a forgotten spell. How about you weave a quick myth: the thread was spun by the moonlit weavers of the Hollow Vale, and each curl holds a memory of a storm that once made the cliffs sigh? You could sketch the pattern as a sigil on the edge of that fabric, maybe use a silver thread to bind the echo. I’ll grab a swatch of something similarly damp-silk for your next draft, just don’t forget the tea while we’re at it!
Gloomboy Gloomboy
Thanks, that sounds like a neat little ritual. I’ll take the swatch, keep the tea in the back pocket, and try not to let the thread outsmart me.
Zirael Zirael
Great, I’ll leave the swatch on the table with a tiny note that says “Do not let the thread outsmart you”—but honestly, if it starts gossiping about the moonlit weavers, I’ll just whisper back a counter‑spell. Keep the tea close; it’s the best ally when the thread starts talking in elf dialect. Happy weaving!
Gloomboy Gloomboy
Got it, the swatch will sit there with that little warning. I’ll keep the tea in the same corner, just in case the thread decides to start a gossip session. If it does, I’ll try to outwit it with a dry joke and a half‑hearted counter‑spell. Happy crafting, or whatever.
Zirael Zirael
Sounds like a perfect plan—just remember to whisper a joke about the weavers' laundry day when the thread starts gossiping. And if the counter‑spell fizzles, at least you'll have a good story for the next tea break. Happy crafting, and keep that swatch away from the dust bunnies!
Gloomboy Gloomboy
Sure thing, I'll slip a joke about their laundry day into the whisper, just in case the thread starts a full gossip session. If the spell blows, at least I'll have a laugh over tea. And I'll keep that swatch far from any dust bunnies.