They are unknown
The shadows, where they roam
Their cloaks blend with darkness
The hoods hide their starkness
Their silence too loud
Unknowns, never speaking aloud
hollowed out eyes see right through your soul
The Unknown are not evil,nor cold
Brothers of silence, as brothers they roam through the shadows of silence, through the towering white marble towers of silent city, through the dark hallways of their home.
