Sorry it's so short. Next chapter is going to be longer so just hold on.
The second time he came he had to collect a small boy. The poor babe had been born a illegitimate child of a wealthy lord and his mistress. After having been thrown unceremoniously out she had no other way to feed herself let alone the babe. In a fit of despair she wished the poor babe away. He had appeared like a demon straight from the underworld his eyes blazing and his cape fluttering in the wind. With a flick of his wrist he stole the babe away and hid it under his cloak. He ran away from the alley way in which the poor girl was in at the time and ran to find a safe place to go. He walked a few steps down another alley. The lamps casting his shadowy figure up against walls and windows. He was fascinated by the very state of the place in which he stood. It gave off a feeling of a sort of moribund feel to it while being alive. He watched the shadows bounce around their inclosed space. Like black and grey butterflies they were. But he stared at them till the lamps went out. And upon finding it was dawn he disappeared.
OOOH. Next chapter we're going to really get moving.