Sunset, the favorite time of the day for some…. Beams of light striking cloud, arrays of color fading over the horizon. Peaceful and beautiful, this sunset was, as most all are. In the throne room, sat King Drevas of Tolaire, watching this sunset quietly and alone. His faces glowed as he was filled with warm feelings, reminiscing about before he was king, before the pressures of being king weighed down upon his shoulders. As the sun began to sink out of sight, a knock was heard at the door. The King turned abruptly, commanding, "Come in." The large oak doors swung open, and behind them entered a dainty man, walking somewhat quickly to the King's side. He man bowed to the King, his face deprived of all emotion. "Yes Ciccle, what do you want?" The King asked, as he raises a hand to his forehead, and brushing his whitening hair back.
"M'Lord, the townspeople are becoming more and more frightened by these rumors that are spreading about the south." Ciccle said, still holding onto his emoti