The First Phase: Chapter 12

“Why on the moon’s name did you drench yourself in the lake?” asked Siena.

           Upon arriving to my family’s territory, Veann lead me to the lake, change my robes and left me to soak myself under the moonlight as he rid of the red stained dress. The lake was one of the oldest, and coldest area of our land. We Kuroli doesn’t change many things from the olden days. Be it the mansion, or the grand cottages our nobles live in, none of those was built new unless it was devastating in usage. 

The First Phase: Chapter 11

It was as Veann predicted. The city was quiet. The streetlights paved the ways but no moving shadows passed by our sight. I doubt Veann felt the pride of being right, but I strut the city nonetheless. If he have even the slightest attempt at such thoughts, I would lose my place as the master. This part of the city is walked by our kind almost every night, yet at a duration Kuran declared forbidden, no one would dare come. 

            The younger of our kind would be at the academy, listening to Kuran approved material, preached by Kuran approved educator. The adults, or more specifically, the ones that Kuran deemed to be appropriate enough to graduate from the academy would be barricading themselves in their homes or whichever else location they like planning their business, the growth of their wealth and power, or like what the Daems and my family did, create contacts. In a few hours, they will work these streets until dawn.