"Some sounds don't give answers… only warnings."
---
It was night.
The heat from yesterday's chaos in the city…
had cooled down.
People locked themselves inside—
no open windows, no open hearts.
Noen's family was resting in a small, hidden place.
A room like a basement—
with few beds but too many dreams.
Sera asked:
> "Do you know… who heard your song?"
Noen nodded, his eyes heavy with exhaustion.
> "Everyone heard it.
But someone heard it… who should've never listened."
---
That same night…
somewhere far, near the edge of a forest…
a crow flew.
Its feathers were dark—
but its eyes…
glowed like tunnels deep underground.
Tied to its wing was a small note,
wrapped with a black string.
It flew straight over Silencia's rooftops—
over the dreams of the people—
and landed at only one place—
right above where Noen was sleeping.
---
Before sunrise,
the paper was lying beside his pillow.
No door had been opened.
No sound had been made.
But the paper was there.
It carried just one sentence.
Only one:
> "You think you're bringing sound back…
but you're only keeping the sounds of pain alive."
— R
---
Noen picked up the note.
It burned away in his hand—
without a match, without a flame.
Just his touch.
Sera saw it.
> "That was… Ravon, wasn't it?"
Noen said nothing.
His throat was dry.
But his eyes…
held something new—
something close to anger.
> "Who is he?" Sera asked.
> "He was a musician too," Noen finally replied.
"But his sound… devoured everything."
---
Outside, the people fell silent again.
Those who played yesterday…
were afraid again today.
And Noen…
found himself asking one quiet question:
> "Am I really bringing healing with my music?
Or am I just waking up an old, painful memory?"
---
Later, in the basement,
another note appeared—
this time hidden in the old bard's diary.
> "Ravon's first song… used to echo in Silencia's temple.
Back then, music was worshiped.
But when he turned pain into sound…
the people chose silence instead."
---
Noen closed the diary.
And quietly told himself:
> "I will keep playing.
But not just for myself anymore…
for all the people who can no longer speak."
---
To be continued…