Let's read and hypothetically hope nothing goes wrong ever

It had been a tough decision, and one the public took to not greatly. Eve and Grace were still quite young after all, and the idea of abandoning their stardom to take care of their kid made many a fan mourn or seethe. Quietly, even Rest had conflicting emotions about being the only of the three that was not a member of their happy little family. Not that she would ever admit to that, of course.

And so came the day of their final show. The crowd roaring, emotions bubbling further, and further, and further. Eve, upon the stage, leans down to see little Quaver on the front row. And the emotions bubble, and bubble, until. There is Nothing.

And to Nothing comes a bang.

Grace was caught in the aftermath, when the Nothing began to tear into the crowd. He'd jumped in when he saw Quaver fall. And Eve... Eve survived. She couldn't save her. She didn't save her. She hesitated. How could she have hesitated. Once she came to her senses, Rest was already dragging her away. From her child. From her husband. From the crown of strangers, all gone. From the Nothing.

And so was the day that Silence came to be.

(Seven years later, a young Beat wanders around town, having convinced a reluctant Eve to show her where her band used to tour. All over are many billboards in this terrible cop blue shade, all saying the same thing, almost like a mantra.)