Chapter 3: Interlude

The watchers watched. The street was quiet. Toby's light had just gone out and Dorly's had been out for a while. A tall man with grey hair was walking past, arm-in-arm with a small slim and very beautiful woman with long black hair and very pale skin.

"Any sign of the dark ones?" The man asked.

"I sense nothing and all was clear last time we checked in. They must know something now, since they have always watched Penglepentia, but I do not think they are aware of what is happening. They hope to deal with this only if they have to. They have more reason than we to want to preserve the status quo. Their plan is as it always is; they will kill what they fear, but only when they feel they have to; they still play the long game they were forced into when we escaped before the fall. Still they try to capture or breed what they need, but even when they succeed they fail. Dark they may be, but whilst they still fear the night, I hope and pray the initiative will stay with us."