All was silent around us. There was no sound, no wind playing in the leaves, no voice, no candle burning nearby. The voice was far away, low, full of anger and resentment. It sounded low, a little louder, until at last I could understand and recognise it.
“Speak now, otherwise I will silence you forever.” Lorenzo’s voice was full of anger, low, like an old person.
I opened my eyes. All I could see was black darkness. As if I were in a room without windows and doors. I stepped forward, even though there was only darkness under my feet. Step by step, I approached the direction from which my brother’s voice had recently come.
“I won’t say anything to you. I would rather die here and now.” A familiar woman’s voice was full of notes of disgust.
This voice is infinitely familiar, but I ca
