recommend song for the last part: the swans— Saëns
Far away from the White Mansion, in one of the few mountains located in Hurthend, the land of vampires, a single person cloaked in all black clothes sauntered through the forest which still hadn't have its path made.
He went by foot an arriving to the only house that had been left and abandoned by the people of the village who once live there for there had been famous sighting of ghosts around the place. When he reached by the door, the man raised his hand only for the door to open before his knocking.
"I have been waiting," said the Dark Sorcerer Lord. With the sky and inside the room covered by shadow, to see his upper half face was a chore where one need more light which nature didn't give. "Did you lost yourself?" The Dark Sorcerer Lord raised his eyes to meet the Angel's golden eyes. "You can enter inside and talk leisurely—"
