Sound of the silent breeze and that of the flattering trees. There was another silence. The third silence. About 100,000 light years away, the silence of milky way as the stars collapse and form. And they begin to merge in the darkest hours of the night. Sharp dressed stars, ardent devotees of the Melkeveien, struck the lake with sparks. Killing all the silence there ever was. Traversing the earth as lonely as the clouds. Charlie Elliott Wildlife Center.