Tales of the Dragon's Bard, volume 1: Eventide
“The lamps in the streets of Eventide were all dark. The pixies had, many hours before, all been released from their confinements. Only the narrow crescent of the moon gave the barest light to the courts and alleys of the town, and that was occasionally shuttered by the passing of low clouds caught in the breeze in the night of an early summer.
Through the darkness—through the night—rode the highwayman.
The clatter of his black steed’s hooves rattled down the streets. His shrill cry echoed between the walls like the wail of a banshee spirit. It startled the sleep of many as he passed up Cobblestone Street. Ariela shrieked in her own small house, adding considerably to the commotion as the dark form of the highwayman rode madly through the town at full gallop. His black hood obscured his face from any who leaped from their beds in panic and managed to open the shutters on their upper floor windows in time to catch a glimpse of the dark form, cape flying behind the rider’s shoulders.
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