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In the middle of the civilisation, in the core of the unique belief, the Silver Saint of the five senses was born. He opened the path to those who wanted to hear, to those who wanted to discover more about themselves and their capacities. And so they learned, guided by the advices of their ideal, to understand themselves and develop their senses.
Vision, to admire what is around and visualize the thoughts. Hearing, to listen to the sound of life. Taste, to savor the future and appreciate the past. Smell, to sense danger and softness. And Touch, to capture the most importants ideas. A being who developed those senses could then perfectly comprehend the world around. Everything seems tangible and reachable to them.
The Saint of the five senses could give them his blessing, allowing them to spread happiness and help for everyone. Rare were those who could have this capacities but the Saint believed in the humans. If one wanted, they could reach it. He never left anyone behind and some could receive the visit of the Silver Saint. Those ones would describe him as a grand figure enveloped into a long silvery coat, which gave him his name. His half opened clear eyes would only give their gaze at the humans who could receives the benediction. It seems that his stare was full of a wonderful benevolence and a prodigious reassurance for whoever would want to leave life.
For years, the Silver Saint kept on teaching and caring for the humankind but loneliness began to consume him slowly, filling his heart with a profound sadness. He soon decided to let humankind employ his guidance by themself while watching from afar. During a summer night, his solitude becoming unbearable, he resolved to create a new being to help him in his task and relieve himself from the desolation that possess him. He torn a piece of fabric from the bottom left of his silvery coat, took a fragment of the night and shaped the entity he named the Black Saint of notes.
This Saint dressed in a dark coat seems to particularly love the various sound that the humans can produce. If the sounds we make comes from our passions and envies, they can reach the Black Saint's heart whom could then offer a benediction. The Black Saint would share his knowledge about the notes he heard everywhere he went. He doesn't always appear physically during those conversations, but ears can perceive his voice humming the words.
The two Saints spread their message together but the rumors of the birth of a third one were resonating. The blessed humans began declaring to have seen the bottom of the Silver Saint's coat even once again and others would claim to have seen a white aura accompanying the Black Saint. The whispers were confirmed when the figure starts to manifest to some painters and artists. He was quickly recognized as the White Saint of structure from his great master of graphic and knowledge of visual arts. He wouldn't give his benediction to humans as he believed they were already blessed at their arrival on earth. But humankind would only know it later.
The creation of a third Saint brought an endless feeling of happiness to the Silver one, thrilled to be escorted by entities who could understand his pains and struggles. But this joy was not shared by some humans who began to doubt about the Silver Saint's ability to take care and guide humanity to the absolute comprehension.
From here, doubt invaded the heart and mind of the humans who soon rejected the presence of the three Saints. The tree of them then fell and couldn't stand up again.
