[TheDyingDay]

The whole day, Calla spent writing, oftentimes having to stop as a child asks for a story, and a story was produced, night fell and the children went home. Calla stayed outside, being a drifting writer, she would sleep nowhere but the open air.

However, the sorceress, Friedrich and Silette's father were out that night, spreading fear everywhere, Friedrich ran to Calla and pulled her away from the square and near to Lucas' home, he knocked rapidly, he bore Silette's face, everything of him was Silette save for his eyes which were Lucas'. His knocking grew desperate hoping for an answer.