As Raziel entered the familiar confines of his home, time was ticking down to the inevitable horror he knew was coming. Only an hour was left and nobody here would ever see it coming.
The atmosphere in the house was peaceful, a stark contrast to the dread filling his heart.
He saw his mother sitting in her favorite chair, her hands gently cradling her memory mirror. Despite her blindness, her face was serene, a soft smile gracing her lips as if she were lost in a pleasant memory.
Raziel's approach was quiet, but Aurelia's keen senses picked up on his presence.
She turned her head towards him, her smile widening as she prepared herself to get up, "Son, you are here? Were you with Matron Selene? I didn't know you would be coming a bit earlier. Otherwise, I would have prepared something for you to eat."
