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Cicero's Silence

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The silence was maddening.
I can remember curling up into a tight ball, my knees to my chest with my forehead up against them, my hands covering my ears in a desperate attempt to keep the silence out. The silence pressed in on me from all sides, like a giant hand keeping me locked in it's grasp.
Pontius and Garnag wouldn't speak to me. They just left me alone, in the room with the Night Mother. They are not the Keeper, so they felt unworthy to go near our unholy matron. They only came near me to give me food. But not to talk. Never to talk. I was alone. No one to talk to.
After a while, I grew so desperate to hear a voice, any voice, that I began to speak to myself, and Mother's remains. I would scream, sing, cry, and talk, to ward off the silence, because my dagger was useless in this battle. Only my voice could fight. It wasn't long after that, that I began to talk in third person, just to hear someone, anyone, say my name. I prayed to Mother that someone would come soon, to help me ward off the silence.
It wasn't long before my voice grew tired, and I was plunged into silence once more, before I heard it. The laughter. The laughter of the jester. The jester's laughter came from the Void, to help me fight against the silence. It swirled all around me, filling my soul with it, carrying through the halls of the Sanctuary. The laughter was every where, and soon it became me.
After a while, I couldn't hear the laughter anymore, but I was the laughter. I couldn't stop laughing, even when Garnag told me that Pontius was killed, by a common bandit, no less. Even when Garnag left, and never came back, I laughed.
I laughed and laughed and laughed. The Cicero I was before had died, and he will not come back. I am now the Fool of Hearts, the Laughter Incarnate. I found the jester's old clothes and put them on, throwing my shrouded armor away. I didn't need it any more.
Eventually, I knew that we had to leave, Mother and I. I could remember Alissane Dupre speaking to Rasha about a sanctuary in Skyrim. I knew I needed to go there to find the Listener, so that that the Dark Brotherhood may rise again.
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otaku4242's avatar
truly great ^_^