The world can be a dangerous place. You never know another person's intentions or what may come around any corner life throws your way. Everyone is bound to the rules of this world, either throwing them to the side or abiding to them like one should. But who placed these rules upon us all? Who said the world is the way it is? The answer is simple. People.
Throughout our lives we base our knowledge and understanding upon what others say is possible or impossible. Knowing this, who's to say we can't form our lives the way we want, as long as we truly believe it possible?
The world is slowing growing darker and darker as the populous begins to feel bound by law. The darker emotions that dwell within each and everyone is slowly festering, eventually consuming it's host and driving them into irreversible grief, anger, apathy. "Whispers" who are ultimately bound to what is, unable to conceive what can be.
The only ones preventing these catastrophes from spreading are the "Scribes", those who realize that their lives are stories to be written by they alone. The have come to grasp a power to change the world around them, to clear out the dark thoughts of the world and rescue creativity.