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*Sorry for any mistakes, comment them below please, thx. The Signers aesthetic was made by me. P.S wait to play song. <3* 

The crunching of twigs and leaves snapped under all their footsteps through the red woods. The time of fall, made all the leaves in their area bright red. R.S pulled her bandana down as her pale skin was exposed to the cold atmosphere, she shivered and signed with her hands.

We'll camp here, tonight. Alright?

A chorus of nods and signs of responses made R.S smile. Her red eyes trailing over the grounds, scanning for threats and places where they would rest for the time being here. A group of three signers walked over to a tree and hacked at it, R.S followed after them.

What exactly are you doing?

They look at her surprised and hacked at it one more time, water trailed out of the trunk. Her eyes widened as she gave them a canteen, the three signers thanked her as she went away to set up her own camp. She grabbed her grey hammock and set it up between two trees, grabbing her tool kit and busted out some twigs from the ground. She sparked it multiple times but, nothing happened. A fellow male Signer with long black hair pulled into a low pony-tail, gently grabbed the lighter and sparked it once then the fire was set ablaze. He smiled at R.S and she returned it briefly,

Your hands allow you to do certain things. This may not be one of them.

For the first time in a while, she quietly chuckled to herself.

I give you all my gratitude, thank you for saving me. I'm--

I know who you are, Sparrow, you were a small child when I found you.

He chuckled with a blush and looked down, she saw the memory playing in his head as it played in her mind as well.

Running. That's what I heard. That's what we all heard. From the top of the hill, the clatter of hooves against the rocks echoed through out the space. I saw a boy running for his life and I raised my hand, palm to the side and whistled loudly, the rest of tribe raised their hands and grabbed their bow and arrows. I made a few signs then begun the countdown...

On my mark. 75 degrees South.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One...

Arrows flew around me, straight at 75 degrees. The arrows flew down, striking all around Nico. The horse bucked while me, two Signers took the rope and jumped off the plateau, we landed, and I pounded my spear on the ground one single time. Sending vibrations to him, who now knew where to run. He ran toward a signer with dark brown short hair and they gripped onto his wrists then lead him back up to the hideout. The others ran behind and held out the arrows, ready to strike Nico, I held my arm out, signaling that they hold fire.

"He doesn't miss you, R. He will never find you." I gripped my hold on my spear and felt my body tense. He smirked as he saw my uneasiness, I scowled beneath my bandana. Someone dear to my heart went missing for a long time. Many years and I haven't been able to find him since. We didn't hide, and we didn't run away. His pain enclosed on him and the same happened to me but...I guess it was too much, I haven't heard or seen anything from him in over 3 years. I've assumed he's dead, which was the hardest thing in my life.

Eventually, we, The Signers warmed up to the kid, he was speechless. He didn't expect us to literally come out of nowhere and save him from the Hell that was Dema. This kid was in need of guidance through the world, so, we helped him from his pain and gave him a place where he belonged. [A.N: God Dammit, I swear this is not a cult...it gets harder every album.] I don't want anyone else to be so engrossed in their pain, they'll just stay and rot. Then disappear from the world. I've haven't beaten my fears yet, they still are marked on me.

They both looked at each other and R.S smiled under her bandana at Sparrow, he couldn't hear her face but, he knew she was there and smiling with him.

"You're alright, kid."

"You too." She directed her sight to the sky and saw it explode with orange, red and a shade of magenta and indigo. The crackling of the fir filled the ears of everyone and they stopped setting up to sit around the fire, they chatted with each other, waiting the night out. A boy with short white hair, half shaved started singing,

*Cue song*

"We all are stranger creatures the when we all started out as kids....culture forbid!"

We have romantic fantasies about what dying truly is, to fall off the grid." Then the three people that R.S talked to earlier started chiming in, [A.N: See what I did there...heh. I'll go die now, sorry.]

"We live for the nights décor, it reveals what we dream of..."

As this went on for the night, R.S and Sparrow just watching and listening. Knowing that one of them couldn't speak and the other couldn't hear and decided against trying to sing, even though they can read lips. The Signers loved being with each other and singing around them while some got up to dance and invited others to do the same.

Redemption not that far, and darkness is going down...

La da da da, la da da da da, la da da da, la da da da,

I'm holding on to what I know and what I know I must let go, but I would rather play a song for the eyes to sing along!

La da da da, la da da da da, la da da da, la da da da,

For the eyes to sing along, make them stop, make them stop, make them stop, make them stop...

Make them stop.

Because the eyes are watching them, and they aren't closing. 

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