In the heart of italy part 1In the heart of Italy, in the city of Venice, there lies a building. Carved from grey stone of the sturdiest minerals and designed from the prints of ancient architects with secrecy in mind. Stained glass windows and high towers on all sides. Only alive in the cover of night with lamps lit and torches burning, several flags hung where few could see near a hidden door on the castles far side. This building where the assassins gather.More Like This
In the warm night of summer, in the shadow of the evening, the orange sky burned with splays of pinks and purples, doves flew from the perch atop the ancient arc building to return to their nests for the night. Deep within the bowels of the castle in an underground chamber room there sat around a long rectangular table, the top assassins from every corner of the world, each one accompanied by two "Rafiks" who remained above to keep an eye out for unwelcomed guests.
These were the head meetings where all the assassins gathered to discuss everythin