The Nox

"'The Nox wear masks .Their clothes, hair, voices, faces and their heartbeat, the same as ours. Indistinguishable. Except for their eyes. The eyes that hold so much darkness. So dark that they shine. So dark yet so comforting to those who have strayed away from the light. The light that helps people, the light that guides people onto the right path. The Nox have not seen that light. Nor will they ever. It is their fate. Their inevitable fate. Some choose to except it and others wish to prove it wrong. Its all up to them which fate awaits.' He leans into me and whispers in my ear. 'That's why its our job to dispose of them'"