The land of Silence wasn’t kind to anyone, especially not foreigners. However, White Lily Cookie didn’t care, setting off to the Salt Flatlands to face Silent Salt Cookie (my husband mind you) in person. However, she found herself at the edge of a giant hole, with white and black wispy smoke and chains coming from it. It had an echo, and any sound was met with the cries of Cookies, and what could only be described as ghosts roaming down there. With a burst of courage, White Lily Cookie jumped in, expecting the fall to be painful. She didn’t feel a thing, it felt like she jumped merely a few feet. But hey, at least she was in one piece. Now, to find Silent Salt Cookie.

After roaming around, seeing ghosts, gravestones of Cookies she didn’t know, she came face to face with Silent Salt Cookie. He was doing that same, fuckass pose where his sword as pointed down, his hands atop the end of the blade, like he was expecting her arrival.

Their battle got messy quickly. But eventually, White Lily Cookie had him in a bad predicament, his sword out of his reach and White Lily Cookie holding him by her magic. With a swift spell, she struck him in his helmet, a deafening CRACK split through the carefully crafted silence. A large crack and spread through his helmet, revealing part of his face… the part he (probably) hadn’t shown anyone…He could only stare as the realization dawned on him that his mask had cracked in half, a large jagged gap now missing… (What he looks like is up to you^^)