Raedlasmar
Silence has a strange way of following certain people. For Alden, it wasn't just the absence of sound it was a presence, a shadow that grew with him, lived with him, and never let go. He didn't remember a time when he truly felt understood. Even as a child, with clay on his fingers and cartoons whispering company into his lonely room, he knew he wasn't built like everyone else. Life didn't get kinder with age. The streets taught him faster than home ever did, and the only real friend he found was someone who was just as lost in his own way. Together they tried to outrun the weight they carried, drifting through nights filled with smoke, noise, and choices that always left a mark. But no matter where Alden went no matter who sat beside him or who walked away the silence always returned. It waited for him at the end of every day, patient and familiar, like something he had tried his whole life to avoid. This is not a story about perfect heroes or happy endings. It's about a boy who grew into a man without ever escaping the echo of his own thoughts. It's about loneliness, the kind that stays. And it's about the moments, small and fragile, where he still managed to feel alive. Welcome to Beyond the Silence. Here, every quiet moment speaks louder than words