“I know you are there.”

Her voice slowly spoke to the dark figure that awaited her in the dark of the night. With no reason to remain hidden, the shadow stepped out of its hiding as she turned her head to glance at him.

‘’Your senses are still vigilant, I take it.’ Her mentor sat down near her as she stood in silence watching the peaceful moon. “You may be one with the darkness, but there is no reason for you to remain here.’’

Her mentors’ words struck her in the deepest and oldest wound, the blood long ago drained but the cut still fresh. ‘’I’d prefer to remain home, away from the ones that are not as us.’’

Azazel lowered his head annoyed at the stubborn dragoness that stood right beside him. His eyes glowed a deep blue, a spark of his ancient wisdom. The white horse skull that covered his face reflected the glowing of his eyes, its massive horns stretching to the night sky.

‘’ Your place is not here yet. Go back ...