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The Night Prince - ProloguePrologue, or the Chapter Before the First
In Which Our Story Commences
The night was still and quiet. The air was cold, almost as if it were a gust of wind that had become frozen in place. If there was a wind at all, it certainly wasn't blowing very much, for one could barely hear the last dead leaves still rustling across the path. Indeed, there was scarcely movement at all on that dark road. Occasionally, the silence would be broken by the far-off hooting of a lone owl.
Overhead was a clear night sky, the stars cold and bright and distant. They were framed by the gnarly reaching fingers of bare trees, twisting upwards into the darkness. As the ancient branches loomed above, one who is following this road at this particular moment could perhaps see someone approaching from the opposite direction. The hunched figure is draped in a dark cloak of indeterminate colour. As this person draws neare
Countdown ZeroSummer days like these
Make me forget it's winter
All time's disappeared
Counting down the days
Until nothing else matters
I'm happy here and now
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