The night is dark, darker than usual. It's dark because the moon is hiding, he's playing games with us. That's okay though, because the children of the night love to play games, and we always win. As we run across the roof tops of the village, the only sound being the animals in the stock pens nearby, I notice something out of the corner of my eye. It's a boy, with bright blue eyes, and he's staring at us. He can't be a villager, because they know not to come out at night, and he can't just be some random Traveller, because he knows we're here. That was only the first time I saw him. He seemed to follow us where ever we went. He knew where we we're even during "the great hiding", but he never approached us, he just stood off somewhere, and watched.