Prologue:
Silence irrevocably ends the most inconceivable thoughts, the most horrific sounds computing from the mindless blabber of a mouth. Silence creates a delusion that you are safe or at least for the moment. No sound but silence is your worst enemy, leaving you with an unwanted answer seduced to your unpractical needs. Today I am surrounded by a cacophony of endless nonexistent noise, silence. Today I am alone. I am always alone until she comes. She is my master, one of them. There are three of them. Nester, Vel and Louisa. Only one comes to visit me. Only one hears my silence. Only one can define the silence I am now left with and only one shall care. I look at my thin pallid arm, rapidly shaking. Placed on my arm is a curse, a tattoo of an eagle. This tattoo shatters my grip on freedom, creating a label of a Cronx. A Cronx is a tribe of people. Each person in Escopia is born into a tribe. At one time the Cronx's were free. That was fourteen years ago before the Alux's tribe came, destroying our homes, including mine.
At first I heard screams of joy. It was my birthday and I was turning four. My father skipped worked that day. He made me a present, a wooden ring. I loved that ring. Then they came knocking, tearing at our doors. Everything become dark as they covered my face with a cloth. I heard screaming again but this time it wasn't joyous. I heard screaming till there wasn't. That's when I heard the silence. Someone I would get to know real well. They grabbed me and put me into a car.
And here I am today Lousia is waiting for me to end the silence but what she doesn't know is the silence never ends. It tortures us till the end of time unless something changes....
It did.
Something between those useless talks- to those sparkling fear fluttering in Lousia's eyes told me she wasn't safe. Something within the depths of her loose cracked words left me with open ended revelations that she cared for me. And in their world that was not okay. Lousia was a girl with a heart but she definitely had no brain.
