The Silent Music

Prolouge

   I am a musician in a silent world. The songs of people's hearts call out to me, just out of reach. In this world we live in reaching for the passion music incites is forbidden. It is taught that it brings only ruins. Yet I can not stop myself. It is a living force pulling me near, and I can not break away. I don't think I want to try. The music on the breath of all living things brings me peace beyond all else. It is love. It is life. It is joy and sadness. It is peace and struggle, light and darkness, good and evil. It is everything. How can we not honor it by singing it's hidden tune?
   I was taught how to hum by a childhood friend of mine: Calum. We would go down to the creek by the village and he would tell me to listen to the water babble and the wind sing. He made me who I am. His mother one day was taken from their home and was burned as a witch. That night I helped Calum excape into the woods for fear they would come after him next. It has been has been twelve years since I have seen that eight year old boy I once cared for so much.
   Our ruler feared any power that could possibly oppose him. He outlawed  music, art, education, and magic. He stole away our hope. He knew if he could keep us from being able to rally ourself he would remain as ruler until the day he withered to dust. He encouraged all though who are different, unique, to be shunned. He knew the words and ideas of these individuals posed the greatest threat to him. He didn't care if they were young or old, sick or well, male or female. All he cared about is the threat they may one day present, so he snuffed their lives out before they could ever realise the power they truly have: the power of change.
   His plan would have worked, too, if he hadn't made one small mistake. He got to a small boy a little too late. The child had already changed the heart of a small girl who will never stop fighting. Not until the day she sees her friend again.

A/N: This is my first real story posted on here, so please bare with me. I would really appreciate any input, positive or negative, as long as it is constructive (this mainly just applies to the negative- it doesn't necessarily have to be constructive if it's positive).