'These words almost sound like mythical lores…far from the truth, but haven't truth been too evasive lately?'
Alyssane stared at the night sky with a distant gaze.
The dark clouds were moving slowly across the black sky, it was the season of autumn and soon the autumn storms would be arriving as well.
She could hardly see any stars, nor was there any sign of the moon.
It left her with a strange feeling, as the cart gently rolled down the stone path, softly creaking with the turn wheels, clouding her mind with further thoughts.
'What if all he says is true?'
She wondered, her body tense against the wooden boxes, and the more she thought, the more uneasy she felt.
Whether the rumors about the Tzar of Shadow Reapers were true or not, everyone knew him as a man with the power of turning empires. And if killing him was even harder, what could someone like she do about it?
Alyssane closed her eyes.
