The wind howled silently as carriages upon carriages were moved by beautiful horses. Every carriage harboring someone to a location. The moon shined upon them as a greeting to their new location.
But one carriage walked slowly as it harbored one special child. Both not native of the area nor the fate they are going to endure now.
In the carriage was a coffin and in that coffin was [M/n] who was asleep. The warmth of the coffin and the robes he now had made a smile appear on his face.
Then the horses stopped as they stood in front of a gate. A giant castle-like structure in the distance. A man then appeared in front of the gate, he donned a crow mask on his face as his black hair rained down on his head. He let out a smile as the gates open by themselves and with a small voice
