One Less Candle - Prologue
In Salmudena, the rain never stops. It comes down in rushing torrents during the spring and intermixes with the flurries of snow in the winter, creating a lethal combination of water and ice. But in the summer, the rain is tender, more soothing. Drizzling from the sky, scarcely there, the sun can be seen. On days like these, some quaint citizens of this forlorn city dare to think the showers will cease. That the eternal dampness seeping into the brittle bodies of the broken will disappear. Once. And for all. Within the last room on the seventh floor of La Casa, a housing estate, a beautiful, shaken, desolate youth chooses to hope.
How utterly foolish he is.