We whispered a lot that night, I have no idea what for. We probably didn't want to disrupt the delicate atmosphere with our voices. I wouldn't have changed it anyway. The silence lay down with us, resting its head on our shoulders, breathing calmly when we did, and falling asleep when we did.
The world around us gave in to the silence, giving protagonism to the sound of our lips colliding with every breath we took, our breaths slowing down. It was a slow symphony played only for our ears to hear and our skin to feel. It was the best I'd ever rested in ages. A human body can go without sleep for four to five years, and I've gone years without rest.