Dawn had turned to dusk, and dusk to darkness. There was little light, save for the sun's refection on the face of the moon. All was quiet and still; the day's creatures had gone down with the sun. This was the time Sheik liked best. Staying awake for all those hours was entirely worth it.
The view out the window in the day was nothing to look at, but when night fell and the townspeople went to sleep the view became breath taking. Best of all about this time was the pure and elegant sound of silence. Without the sound of chatter from the bustling streets the Sheika was able to think more clearly. He was able to sort through the thoughts in his mind quickly, but not forgetting to think of them twice, as he always did.
He laid there calmly on his cot, the slight breeze from the open window bothering him little. A sole man wandered the streets below unnoticed.
An abrupt sound, flesh knocking on wood rather, forced him upright. He rose cautiously, hardly making a sound. The sound of footsteps could be heard throughout the dwelling. Not Sheik's of course. His footsteps never made a sound.
Slipping on his special soft shoes, the Sheika stalked to the door. He opened it gently to keep it from squeaking.
Just a few steps away, directly in front of Rinslett's bedroom door, there stood a man. He could have sworn he didn't know the man, but he could not shake the feeling that he was somehow familiar.
The knocking continued as Sheik remained unnoticed. Then came another sound, music, a flute. The song was familiar from his youngest days. A lullaby perhaps? Yes! It was the royal family's lullaby!*
The bedroom door creaked open. Panic overtook him. A golden light flashed brightly; then the-*
Sheik shot up from his pillow, cold sweat cascading from his for-head. Sun light radiated from the window, and the voices of the townsfolk could already be heard on the street below. It was morning. The whole strange experience of the night before was really just a dream. He wiped his face, stepped out of bed, and slipped on his shoes. Then came that familiar knocking.