Zombe & Sverchkoslav
Did you ever notice how a tree’s rings are like a diary that outlives the people who died next to it?
Yeah, I love when trees outlive my gossip. Those rings keep secrets longer than your diary, no matter how dramatic your story.
Sure thing – the only gossip a tree ever hears is the wind, not our blabber.
Wind’s got more drama than your gossip, and it never dies.