(miniflash story)

Silence reigned in this small wooden hut. An old man sat by the table, which was large for such a small room, and was silent, but his eyes spoke loudly, even though they had been dead before.

A storm was raging in his heart as he looked at the girl standing by the window, her face expressing a calm excitement. Her soul burned with a cold fire, and that was what made her so attractive.

They knew that their silence was a happy moment in life where they could be together, and the small house was a big light where they could find refuge from the dim darkness.