A soft hum sounded through the dusk air. There weren't many people out, mostly homeless people, college students and night owls, the last two mostly running some silly errands.
Violet eyes scanned the streets looking for something... Something hidden, but always seen. An object that you never use, but would want and need...
'A dumb riddle,' The owner thought. 'It's always a riddle!'
A scowl fell on the mortal's lips as he fiddled with his knife. The weapon being concealed in his jacket pocket, the jacket itself being big enough that no one would notice.
"What an ugly look for a gorgeous mortal." A rough voice whispered, a ghost of a hand lightly playing with the pale colored hair. It was an odd feeling, a chill of coldness freezing the man's bones, the strike of fear in his heart.
The male whipped his head to the darkened alley that he stood next to. Nothing, but shadows and dumpsters were seen.
Taking a deep breath to regain his nerves, the human left. He knew better than to search for it... You never look for their calls, not in the dark...
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Truths Hide In Shadows
FanfictionWhen everything is quiet... When everything is still... No one sees it. No one believes it... But they it's there. They know what it is... But the lies never are questioned.
