The forest was a silent one, one that had experienced the joys of nature. For years and years, it survived, but the noises died out. One could walk for hours in the vast forest without encountering a single soul. For what purpose is there in a place of pure peace? Everything else had come and gone, all that was left were plants, sunlight, sky... And, one single person deep within the woods where even had there been people, none would have ever come.

When the time came, that person knew there was nothing left for her in the world and sent her prayers to the forest itself. To the trees they went, through the roots, through the ground, and out deep into the very world itself. The world was not alive, not as one would see it, but the silence in it allowed the prayer to be heard as piercing cry.

So it was, that for the first time since the very dawn of time, a prayer was answered. The Final Prayer was answered and the last one departed from a silenced world.