The Sound of Peace

At long last I have found something to drown out the Dream! Over a year with the Soundless could not save me... then they came. I heard them before I saw them, the distant call of silent screams like sea birds wheeling in my mind. They were Sylvari, like us, but the Dream fell away before them. The other Soundless tried to flee, to hide, even to fight; not me. All I could do was stand and revel in the blissful stillness of those minds that swarmed our little island. They took me and several others with them, back to the thicket they called home. In the safety of their bramble cells I finally managed to ask one of the other prisoners who our captors were.

The Nightmare Court, they call themselves. Sylvari who believe that Ventari's teachings corrupted the Dream from its true nature, a nature of horror and pain and rage. They apparently capture and torture other Sylvari in an effort to revert all of the Dream. I don't know if they're right or wrong, and I don't care. The screams of their victims, the horror of their deeds, silences the endless noise of the Dream. The overwhelming racket of identities and lives is no louder than the susurrus of waves on a distant shores now. For the first time since I Awakened, I am alone in my own mind. For that alone, I will gladly fall into whatever Nightmare they offer me.