There was silent war, but then boisterous peace. Tridents had clashed in a sea of abysmal sound. But then peace had come at a wordless and even soundless cost. It had all been a mystery...until now.
The underwater kingdoms had waged a series of trident wars, but it was only when they had achieved peace that the ocean became noise. The trident wars had brought the voiceless toil and labor of armies. But the absence of war was unbearably loud. Something had been erected, but something had also made it through.
Everything became clear. Triton understood now. The silence in his mind was silence no longer. His becalmed mind was loud and then louder still. But was it too late?