The mists fell as day morphed into the evening, and the full
array of the Heavens came into view. A strong, cool wind began to snake its way
rapidly through the avenues and down the narrow alleyways. The torches on the
posts lining the streets flickered under its influence, barely staying lit
during the stronger gusts.
A tall figure clothed in thick, flowing, white robes with a
hood that concealed his eyes materialized from the shadows of the western gate.
His face was smooth and youthful, his figure sleek and fit. He paused after
stepping into the light of a torch positioned at the entrance gate and looked
toward the great hill that was the central point of the city. Along the side of
the mount were small lights moving as if giant fireflies were positioning
themselves on its western face.
The robed figure began to walk down the boulevard that would
take him to the heart of the city encircling the hill. He lingered as others
dressed in thin, flaxen, greyish robes came out of a limestone building on the
right. One of them carried a small lamp in her hand. As they stepped into the
lane, an especially strong burst of wind rushed down the street, blowing the
door shut, causing the lantern to swing precariously, and whipping their
clothes frantically around their delicate bodies. He watched as one of the men
grabbed the hood of a small boy’s robe and pulled it closer around his head.
Then, looking at the woman next to him, the man spoke, “It seems there is a
strong wind tonight. Be sure to shield the lamp so it doesn’t go out.”
The woman nodded.
Her pale hand planted blonde hair behind her ears as if commanding it to stay
put, and she pulled her hood tighter to reinforce the order. The man adjusted
his own cloak, and the group headed swiftly to the center of the city and the
glowing hillside. Here and there, other doors opened and more people filed into
the streets. All wore similar attire and each group had at least one person in
it that nursed a lamp’s flame. They all streamed like a human river toward the
mount at the heart of the city.
The entire first chapter of The Corruption – Book 1 in The
Age of the Watchers – will be published on this blog throughout the month of
April!
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