Rookstone & Shtille
Rookstone Rookstone
НСуТСли Π»ΡŽΠ±ΠΎΠΏΡ‹Ρ‚Π½ΠΎ, ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ ΠΎΠ΄ΠΈΠ½-СдинствСнный камСнь, ΠΎΠ±Ρ‚ΠΎΡ‡Π΅Π½Π½Ρ‹ΠΉ Π²Π΅ΠΊΠ°ΠΌΠΈ, всё Π΅Ρ‰Ρ‘ Ρ…Ρ€Π°Π½ΠΈΡ‚ Ρ‚ΠΈΡˆΠΈΠ½Ρƒ своСго ΠΏΠ΅Ρ€Π²ΠΎΠ³ΠΎ мгновСния? Π― Π²ΠΈΠ΄Π΅Π» Ρ‚Π°ΠΊΠΎΠΉ Π² ΠΊΠ°Ρ€ΡŒΠ΅Ρ€Π΅ ΠΈ Π΄ΡƒΠΌΠ°Π», ΠΊΠ°ΠΊ эта Ρ‚ΠΈΡˆΠΈΠ½Π° с Π½Π°ΠΌΠΈ Π³ΠΎΠ²ΠΎΡ€ΠΈΡ‚.
Shtille Shtille
It’s like a quiet story that never leaves its first page. The stone’s silence is a reminder that even after a thousand years, some things keep the same hush. Maybe the quarry was just listening, waiting for us to ask what it knows.