The Parting Glass IA single horn blew out in the night, every second and half, no more, no less. Fanic clutched his coat to his chest, the eternal waiting inbetween each blow caused his heart to beat harder. He strode down the hollow and empty streets of the capital city of Caliga. He kept his head down and turned into an alleyway as across the street, two constables passed by. The held up a lantern and Fanic hoped they would not find him. They could not find him. He felt the light retreat and Fanic held his breath still until the clip-clattering of the constable's boots echoed away. Glancing around, Fanic saw no one around and so continued on. We must leave. We must leave. We must leave. He muttered this mantra in his mind and just by thinking it, he hoped it would be true. The gates would already be shut, but the catacombs beneath the city offered a path to freedom, but he had to get Tol first. The dumb crippled oaf of a Tol.
The alleyway were silent except for the hiss of steam, rats chewing in the gu
Mr. Death and MePART I: IN THE YEARS BEFOREHAND
SHADOWS FOLLOW YOU EVERYWHERE
His parents asked him to buy a gift for his cousin's wedding. The oil candle shadow projector cost him 3.00 euro.
His cousin, Valdisa was to marry a rich pretty boy by the name of Aeron. Pastel purples, blues, and pinks dominated park grounds with balloons, table decorations, and confetti. He sat next to Crazy Aunt Morana during the reception and watched all the adults drink and dance their lives away. Ten years old and still with a babysitter.
"Pretty, pretty, shadows on the wall," Aunt Morana smiled as she toyed with a magnifying glass. She stared wide-eyed at the candle in the center of the table. He looked up at her for a second then turned back to the book lying in his hands.
"I see you, little boy." Aunt Morana giggled. "I see you, little Thanatos."
Thanatos frowned as he turned from his book yet again to see Aunt Morana holding the magnifying glass close to her face. He recoiled at bit at the sight. She