"Silence once was an ignorance I had, now silence is a heavy weight that pushes down on my chest. I find myself lately listening to how loud silence really is. It has been two weeks now and counting since Evey has left. Not a day goes by now that I hope for just a chance to see her again."
V stood alone on the stone rooftop and over looked the city. A breeze pushed his wig's hair about his masked face. Under that mask his eyes were searching for what rooftop Evey might rest beneath. His breath suddenly became caught up in his throat has he held it with a quiver. A van below on the cobble street raced along with sirens fully blazing, it screamed like a fat raven thru the night air.
V forced himself to breathe normally, he gripped tightly on to the stone railing. "No no she's fine, she'll be fine." he spoke to himself.
It was too late though to catch himself and a tear rolled across his skin, under the porcelain mask. He was still upset from what happened, what he did still hung on his shoulders like Atlas and the world. He slipped and swiftly lowered himself downward, turning around as he did. He sat on the stone, leaning his back against one of the railing's posts. He undid his mask off and tossed it aside as he pushed his face into his gloved hands.
He held his breath once more as a few tears slipped down. Images of Evey flashed thru his mind which caused him to sob. "Evey" he whispered as a few more tears fell away. Silence over took him, time pasted as the world stood silent around him..
Slowly sound came back, first the cars below that were still out became auditable once more. Then a dog's bark from a few blocks down echoed along with an ambulance's sirens. Then lastly to finish the nightly chorus he looked up at a blinking light in the sky. A soft rumble of an airplane whispered into his ears, smoothly is crossed the star spattered sky.
The stars were shinning somewhat brighter than normally it seemed to him. Just looking at them fills a person with some sort of strange hope and energy. They hung so high above him but seemed all too close. He raised his right arm up towards the sky, his hand grasping at the impossible distance between the stars and him. He wished he could touch them, stroke their warm luminous glow that they beamed towards Earth.
His arm rested back down next to him as time became apparent to him. He reach over and grasped his mask beside him, putting it then back on. He stood and brushed the dirt from him, sighing as his head started to ache from a on coming headache. He took a last look out over London feeling tired, his whole body felt slightly sore. V crossed the roof top quickly and entered the lift. It rattled and hummed as he was carried back down to the Shadow Gallery. He silently walked thru the gallery toward his bedroom, all he wanted to do was sleep. The man cried but the mask just kept smiling.
Evey suddenly sat up in her bed with sweat dripping down her face and neck. She ran a hand over face, wiping the fresh sweat from it. The dream she had slipped from her mind as she tried to hold on to it. But like sand it slipped thru her fingers and was gone. She glanced around the small room in the dim light that shone thru her single window. Images of piles of books drifted in her mind but her eyes saw other wise. She sighed heavily as she laid back down, she needed to get back to bed quickly. Tomorrow morning was the first day of her new job, it was a low wage but she sure no one would recognize her or ask many questions. As Evey closed her eyes and resettled she couldn't help but think of V as she fell asleep once more.