Caelus Nocturnus, God of the cool, starry sky, was confined to the sunless north so that he stood in perfect axis with Apollo Sol, the God of the blistering day. So must the Wordle Friends be likewise confined, as balancing but opposing forces, too powerful to occupy the same space.
The Wordle Friends don't know why you say 'Goodbye,' they say 'Hello.'
En garde!
In which the Wordle Friends forget to mention that it's the first night of Hanukkah and instead talk about orbs for some reason.