Filled with silence and grayness, the boy thought of his dream the previous night.

"What could be so beautiful that flows endlessly without sleep?"

His head was full of voices and song, but he could not utter a word.

This boy was born in a world without sound.

As he lies on the bed, his eye-lids grew heavier.

After all, what was the point of staring out if there's only nothingness to be found?

He slowly seeped into a world of his own - away from reality, away from us.

It was then, he heard a voice singing...

There, as the connection was made, a tear slid down his tiny face...