The Prince of Silence walked behind me. He was my cohort, my eternal speechless friend and follower and accomplice of my crime. Today I brought some flowers, beautiful orchids, darker than the deepest night, which bloom once in eternity with petals so delicate that a mere breathe could shatter their otherworldly beauty. I wanted to give them to her even though I knew there was no hope for me. She was the heir of light and I… Well, I was a thing of darkness.

From the basement of the castle I came forth to the sacred window. Its dark stained glass used to tell me stories when I still was a kid. I felt myself guilty for making a hole, but this was the only way to see.

She was outside. Night by night she sat there on the black grass, weaving something from the threads of moonlight, singing a song and waiting for the sun to shed its bright and deadly light on the land before her. It was painful to look at her radiance but I endured the pain. There wasn’t a thing I wanted more than to run to her, to give her my flowers and to sing her my own song but each time I was just about to leave the castle - fear had its firm grip on me, chaining me to the stone floor like heaviest shackles. The bright light of the sun would mean an end for me. It was inevitable.

I couldn’t hear what she was singing. I only felt the gentle breeze of her unheard words before the Prince ate them and spat out empty husks made of lead letters. Somehow they jingled quietly while falling on the floor... But still I felt mesmerizing vibration inside when her song intertwined with mine and I knew that my fate was sealed.

I turned the handle and pulled the knob with force. The dust fell down like a curtain and a path opened before me yet again. I hesitated for a moment and then I ran, leaving the Prince of Silence, my dear friend, behind the window in astonishment of my heinous act.

Bright starlight burned holes in my cape but I was fast and reckless like a storm. Only that wasn’t enough. The dawn was already claiming its rights and it was too late. Before my hand grasping the orchids could reach her, bright light turned my body to ashes and a gentle breeze scattered them across the land.

Next thing I knew I was walking down the stairs back to the basement with the Prince behind me. I felt that I’ve remembered something, some very important things but I wasn’t sure what they were. It was another night and I was so tired, I only wanted to rest for a while and the Prince behind started to hum his favorite song. It was the song of silence.