Literature
Nyctolis: Cora + Doyle - 1
Crouching down in the shadows of the alley, I hid my slight form beside a metal trash can. I was grateful for the cool autumn air that kept the scent of rot to a minimum, but I was mostly just happy for the opportunity to be outside at all.
Even if it meant, as it always did, that someone was slated to die.
I took another slow, silent breath of night air and and waited for my quarry to slip into the alleyway. Like me, he was a creature of the night, and like me, he preferred the alleys to the main thoroughfares. I knew because I'd seen it seen him stalk the night for his victims, follow them back to their homes and drain them of thei