Eloquent Silence

PROLOGUE

Doubt thou the stars are

fire,

Doubt the sun doth move,

Doubt truth to be a liar

but never doubt thy love

~ William Shakespeare

A menacing, black storm cloud was threatening high above the small clearing. Three hooded men stood still, sombrely waiting and watching from a distance, behind the tree line.

There was a figure in the clearing. Her long, dark hair hung down her back, dramatically contrasting with the white dress which hugged her tightly. This dark mass tickled her broad, bear shoulders which were hunched in defeat.

Her bottomless amber eyes sparkled with the tears she had only recently stopped crying as she gazed, glass-eyed, at the mountainous range before her. She did not seem to be aware of the three men watching her or the fourth that was just joining them.

She had scarcely acknowledged the rain which was mercilessly pounding down on her. Her pearlescent arms were bound tightly round her legs in an attempt to comfort herself.

Finally her statuesque body relaxed. She lay back to face the rain. The rounded droplets of water hit her porcelain complexion and rolled down her rosy cheeks to come to a stop at the luscious green grass below.

She wore a look of deep peacefulness, which was almost therapeutic in itself. Gradually the previously blissful look washed away and her defined features morphed into a mask of deep thought.

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