"What are we waiting for exactly?" Lucas asked, stroking his hair with both irritation and confusion. From the corner of his right eye, he could read the calmness that rested on the face of the elf girl. She was by no means in haste and the hood that covered her long pinna kept her posture formal and weird.
"You will see it when it shows up," Emiral hissed.
The torch of the world has long left the earth and has disappeared somewhere in the sky. There was no light here, save for the candle glows emanating from the slit of the windows. It was not a dreary night too, the setting looks spirited as the people continued their trade, despite the fall of darkness. Below the star-lighted sky, were the songs of some happy Relaters who were reciting the ballad of the heroes past. Children and adult
