Chapter 1: Corbin.
Epilogue.
Against the cold wind I had stood, the sound of wings fluttering against the wind had come in range of my ears. Such a sound grew so loud the fluttering caused a vibration that had shaken my ear drums vigorously. The sky spread grey above my head, the visible clouds moving slowly. Rain drops began falling slowly against my skin. The wind hit like an icy embrace as it wrapped around me enveloping me in it's frozen hold.
I started to spin playfully as the rain began to fall harder and the sounds of the wings had come closer. I open my eyes to see the blurring shape of birds flying overhead. I stopped spinning and looked around frantically.
In my mind I stood hoping that these birds were just mere birds, and not buzzards. I crossed over the stone wall as quickly as I could and ran as fast as my bare feet could take me.
I tripped over a medium sized boulder I had not noticed. I sat on the ground frustrated with my clumsiness. I hear a deep, morbid laughter that sent a chill down my spine as it echoed around me. I got up limping towards the cottage. The laughter grew louder as if it was getting closer and I immediately picked up my pace.
I sigh in relief as I reach the door and slam it behind me as soon as I get inside. I lock it immediately walking towards my room to find some type of warmth. The chill bumps risen from the cold and the fright both completely visible along my small arms. I sat on my cot sighing heavily, glad I felt the comfort and safety of my cottage. I jumped as a knock began to pound on my wooden door.
The wooden door shook with the force from the knock. I slowly rose to peer through the small glass hole in the wooden door. I was met with the sight of a hand with black markings that formed designs and wrapped the skin like tight wire. "Open." a rasped voice growled out I felt a chill run through me and down my spine, only this time it was a warm shiver of familiarity. I felt scared, but still curious to open the door. Deep inside the feeling of something told me it was safe.
I open the door to the most captivating grey eyes of that man. The void in them swallowed me whole. They showed no type, or sign, of emotion. The storm that raged within them questioned me, it's like the moment they saw me they grew darker. I felt as if I had seen them before, the eyes so dark and grey like the storm clouds that rolled and rumbled behind him.
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