By Nez (Wazaga)
Chapter One: The Raven.
The wind moaned as it passed through the night. The moon was full yet half covered by a herd of clouds like dark lambs by a watering hole. Noel leaned upon the windowsill staring at the half glowing orb, its light illuminating his pale face and reflecting off his grey eyes, making them an almost ghostly shade of blue. His breath collected in a fog before him as he let out a lonely sigh. He watched it form through strands of his ashen blonde hair that have strayed over his eyes. The weather was getting colder and already he was feeling dreadfully ill of the six-month-long winter. He detested the cold horribly.
Noel stepped away from the window and walked to the fur pelt laid before the fireplace of his chamber. A book lay open in the warm fire light with a black feather holding a place under several pages which have turned on there own. Noel sat himself in the nest of fur stroking his long fingers through the soft hair