Chapter 1 – The Graveyard

It was rather a moonlit night and the clouds were moving lazily on the sky, but it was unable to eclipse the effect of the moon, and the name “ALLERIC CARLTON (6 A.D.)” emblazoned with it. It was neither on a card, nor on a door, but on a dead man’s tombstone, carved out of a silver block. Such was the importance and stature of the person. But unfortunately his funeral was attended by only a few. One amongst them was a small child lying curled up on two hands of a tall, thin and an elderly figure. His beard reached up to his ankles and his light blue eyes were gazing the tombstone with a tinge of sorrow. He was totally unperturbed by the magical effect of the night. He was like; he has been living for ages. Then suddenly this man with a sharp hoarse voice said, “He is our only hope Alleric “and he stressed his name again “Alleric Carlton! “

                                                                                          Then came a sound of “Hem Hem“by a man with short blonde hair and dark watchful eyes who was standing just beside him. He was very sorry for the disturbance but his head was swirling with lots of dubious questions and he asked one out of them “Is he really the needed one? Lord Edgar”.

There was silence for a moment, a long cold silence and his eyes drifted out of focus. He looked like he was thinking hard about something, something he was not clear about, then lord Edgar turned his chortling face, to face the man with the question bank and answered”long since we have lived in the dark age and Vorus dynasty have paid their price, you know that Elvyn don’t you ?” Elvyn was filled with shock and fear; he bent his head more with fear and less with respect and answered “Y-Y-Yes my lord”. Smile on the face of Lord Edgar widened a bit “Hope and intellectuality have always been the factor which makes us apart from other beings. I still remember your mother had a strong belief that one day you will outshine”. His head bent down listened very aptly “Don’t you believe Yong and what he said about the boy. We have lived a long age of misery and death , we all have lost our dear ones in this dark age and if someone says it’s going to end then I would risk believing it.”. He took a deep breath and continued again “It’s a beautiful night isn’t it?” The whole graveyard was now dappled with moon light due to a brisk movement of cloud which created a jubilant effect. Elvyn was awe-struck by the magical performance of the nature. He immediately answered “Yes”. Lord Edgar without a change in his expression “I know what you are worried about Elvyn“. To this Elvyn raised his head hesitantly for the first during this conversation. Lord Edgar gazed Elvyn with a deep penetrating look and said, “I know whom Evius fears the most, but even though the child is very vulnerable. However, we know something he does not. Don’t you reckon it”. Elvyn tried to say something, but stopped himself.

                                 Then suddenly out of thin air came two elderly figures. Elvyn was moved with this sudden bolt of voice but Lord Edgar was glued to the Earth, as if he was expecting them long since. They were hidden and were unable to be seen as if they were wearing a shawl of darkness. With a warm welcoming voice, Lord Edgar said, “I welcome you both Ingrede and Ingrith to this ceremony hope your presence gives peace to his soul”. Pointing towards the graveyard he welcomed them” Oh! The only surviving illuminators please step forward and bless us by your presence“.