Once upon a time, a monster that was trapped in his own nightmare, singing his silent song of misery.
—Poor monster, condemned to sing for eternity ... If you wish, can we change places? —whispered a voice that sounded far away.
The monster without doubt, nodded, and then found himself in a dark place where only a small light could be seen. But there was more than darkness in that damp and cold place. In the distance he could hear a beautiful sing that made him feel warm, it was the opposite of what he always sang. The monster had a great desire to sing that beautiful melody, but from his mouth he only went out air, the simple fact of having tried to use his voice left him completely exhausted and panting. That monster could no longer comfort himself with his sing and understood that the song that he could sing before was not a punishment, but a blessing that he had just lost forever.
End.