And soon, too soon, we part with pain, To sail o'er silent seas again.

I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

Of those who say nothing, few are silent.

As soon as they try, the alarm goes off. It's not a silent alarm. It screams. We haven't had a break-in since.

Tears sprang from her eyes and she bit her lip to stop herself from howling at the bright pain.

She looked at him like it physically hurt her not to speak, and yet she stayed silent.