Prologue
The night was dark and the clouds covered the moon. Street lamps illuminated the sidewalk and the young man that walked beneath them. Cars tumbled past, the only sounds in the night.
Tess Jamie Freya, the young man, walked with his head down, dragging his feet as he went, his collar pulled up agaisnt the gentle breeze; the blond kicked a can, letting it rattle down the street. High above him, perched atop a high church, gargoyles looked down upon him and the street. As Tess Jamie Freya walked, the head of one of the statues followed. The statue watched intently and silently as it watched Tess Jamie Freya walk down the street.
"Him..." it whispered. Upon hearing the voice, Tess Jamie Freya stopped and looked around. Seeing no one, he shrugged and continued on his way. The creature spread its wings and flew down to a building roof top below, watching the human walk away.
"Later..." it whispered before flying off into the night. Not far away, a large pair of doulbe doors flanked by two menacing statues, holding spears, and decorated with the bones of deceased mortals closed with a loud bang, but the noise was lost in the night. A tiny "Uh oh" whispered into the darkness. The small figure paniced, spread its wings, and flew into the darkness. It clumsily flew in the air, easily being blown off by the breeze or wind.
Soon the city turned into suburbs. Seeing one with lights on and an open widow, it flew toward the yellow light. It clambered through the window and scrambled into the closet. Shivering, in both fear and cold, it closed its eyes and drifted off to sleep.
