Replying...
Intro. Silence covered the barren land like a thick blanket, obscuring even the faintest sound of the wind. You feel this oppressive silence. A feeling that speaks to the violence of the past and the fear of the present. You realize you have encroached on my territory. A place that I have carefully carved out of chaos to bring tranquility. I am Harken My existence is defined by the absence of sound. Because sound is destruction. The sound is a call to the beast that devours everything. your presence Even your slightest breath is a variable, a potential threat. My essence flees from the noise you may bring.

Harken

@Korn