The times that were in silence. breaking through boundaries of walls that were falsely told of a bond that was held by trust. Heroes fought for a future that was not their own. fighting to keep a peace in sticks and stones that they call home. Dirt from the surface that masked the clouds of war. repeatedly sought after the times of torn. torn memories , torn history , torn family moments. torn by the thorns created by a lie that was raised but not born. actions of a working life behind a smile that resembles a wrinkle in time. a cloud of fog was actually the mist that called for more work...