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The Age of Nightfall
Chapter I: The Moon
The moon hung in the sky, shining cold white light onto the streets. It was a starless night. The absence of the stars seemed to bring out the full moon even more.
It was in the wee hours, 2 a.m. or so. The streets of London were still, except for the howling wind and the sound of scurrying night animals.
Then, in the distance, a door banged loudly and abusively against its hinges. Soft footsteps echoed through the night. The owner of these footsteps trudged against the harsh wind, wrapping the jacket more tightly around his body. The figure avoided the streetlamps, hiding in the shadows. However, the streetlamps still managed to emit a dim glow on the figure, outlining a tall male with a lean physique. The light caught a few strands of gold hair, which had fallen out of the hood of his jacket.
A black cat crossed his path, and stopped, hissing threateningly at him. He took no notice of it and looked up into the night, admiring the full moon. The movement caused more strands of gold hair to fall on his face, covering his delicate features like a translucent curtain. His feline eyes, the same gold colour as his hair, shifted to distantness as he continued to gaze at the moon.
He mused, the moon is so lovely, yet so different from the sun. The sun represents day, while the moon represents night. Both give light, yet the light each gives is so different. The sun's glow is warm, yet the moon's, cold.
Slowly, the gray clouds moved, shading the moon from his view. Without the moonlight, the Hague Street All Saints, a street in London, seemed to dim in comparison. He thought, "All Saints", how ironic. He looked around him at the ugly buildings shrouded in semi-darkness. The bad architecture disgusted him. It made him think of hideous gargoyles crouching on the roof of the buildings, at the edge, waiting to pounce on unconscious victims. He was different. He strolled on briskly, shaking his head in disapproval.
The weather took on a turn. The wind gathered speed, howling like a wolf. A sheet of rain that poured mercilessly down on earth followed it. Judging that the rain will last for at least a few hours, he decided to end his walk. He was just beginning to enjoy the cool breeze of the night air and the soothing effect it had on him. He grunted irritably and made for his apartment back down the street before he got all drenched.
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Back in his apartment, he peeled off his jacket, which was sticking to him like a second skin. He kicked off his boots at the foyer. He walked into the bathroom, returning with a fluffy bath towel to wring his damp hair.
The bathroom was linked to the master bedroom. He left a trail of rainwater dripping from his soaked clothes, from back and fro to the bathroom.
He threw his bath towel onto the four-poster bed, after drying his hair. He was about to go back to the hall when he caught sight of something. He stopped in his tracks.
An empty spot where a drawing once hung caught his eye. It was a bare spot now. But the painting that once was there held great sentiment to him.
Averting his eyes from the bare spot, he noticed a letter on his bedside table. It still had the red seal unbroken, which meant that he had not opened the letter yet. It was from the Count Wilfred, who was the wealthiest and most powerful man in the town.
"To Krad Hikari,
I wished to invite you to appreciate my artworks collection at my humble abode. Your art piece will be one of the main displays. As the artist of this art piece, I thereby invite you to be present at my Ball. It will be an honor. I will see you at the Ball on 15 Dec, 7 p.m.
Sincerely,
Count Wilfred
He stared at the opened letter. Krad mulled over, Oh well, I would go. Only because I don't wish to offend the great Count Wilfred. He sighed. And it probably will be my last time seeing that art piece again.
Authoress notes: brushes off sweat drops on forehead. HahaX. This chap is done. I personaLLy think the descriptions are a bit draggy. What do ya aLL think?
PLease teLL me how nice it is. HahaX. But seriously, if there is anything that can be improved, Just FLame me aLright. I am prepared with a fire extinguisher! WahahaX. This is my first fanfic, been reading many, finaLLy got down to writing my own! Hope ya aLL Like it . And review! If not, weLL, I wiLL use my fire extinguisher to spray u!
P.S. Hague Street All Saints is a real street name in London! I have done my research! HahaX.