Clack...
Clack...
Clack...
Within the silent hallways, where the daylight touched the polished floor reflecting every figure who'd walk upon it, a man with long silvery hair, swaying on his back in every step, walked as expressionless calm filled his beauteous face. With a closer look, one would be so curious of what thoughts crowded his mind. The young man's silver eyes dimmed.
In truth, many things crammed his head that he couldn't think of anything at all. All that echoed were recollections of the serious discussion his eldest brother had with the sentinels. And he, the one who broke through one of the prisoners minds, uncovering their secret, stood at the center of all their interrogating questions and demanding voices. A weary sigh escaped the youth's mouth.
