It was night, who knew what time it was because all he knew, all he ever knew was the dark. Well this was less then accurate. Darius knew a great deal of his surroundings and he could sense disturbances from afar. And this house was very, disturbing. Darius was a strangely imposing figure at night, he was pale but not so much as to be a ghost of any kind. His clothing was pretty average but something about his appearance that was entrancing over all.
Darius stopped at the front door of the place that had obviously seen better days, not really caring about the exterior though he had come for other, more important of a task. He then knocked on the door, three times. His blue eyes seemed to see through the door, through the entire house.
He waited for an answer to his summons.
Darius stopped at the front door of the place that had obviously seen better days, not really caring about the exterior though he had come for other, more important of a task. He then knocked on the door, three times. His blue eyes seemed to see through the door, through the entire house.
He waited for an answer to his summons.