Evil was not the only thing at work this night. There was still hope nestled secretly into the village.
Not far from the center of town, in a small little house, someone was staying up extremely late. He was never one for sleeping anyway. He hummed a quiet tune to himself as he polished the beautiful looking glass that he held carefully in his arms. There was an inscription on the rim of the glass, in an ancient tongue no longer spoken, that his mother had translated and told him many times. He spoke the verse quietly to himself as he mounted the looking glass onto his wall. “Speak the proper verse to me, and I will greatly help you see. If there be someone who seems awry, I will show where their loyalties lie. One at a time and only by Night, can this gift be granted to help your fight.” With a sigh he spoke the proper words and was revealed the true form of the villager he named. Not long after he closed his lights and had a very tousled sleep, in fear of the Day to come.
Around the same time a Huntsman sat in his small home close to the town square. All around his home he had various weapons and tools, most hidden out of sight. His dearest was his axe, though it was very large he had managed to find a way to keep it hidden under his cloak. It had been passed down from his father and was his most prized possession. As he removed it from its holster and slid it under his bed he thought gravely about the Day ahead, and the dangers he could sense were coming.
Finally, late into the Night, the Fairy Godmother sat in a tree top. She never needed sleep, so she would just watch. For now she was one of the only ones who could protect this village, and her task grew heavy on her heart. She had put so much of her power into changing the curse on Rosamund that she knew she could not protect them all, barely even herself. One a Night was all she could muster; she just hoped it would be enough.
The moon shone brightly on this Night, and the stars twinkled happily, as the village slept soundly. It would be their last quite sleep for a very long time.
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Comme une étoile amarante Comme un papillon de nuit C'est la lumière qui m'attire La flamme qui m'éblouit Fenris Muffin
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