The night had settled over Norwes, thick and heavy, carrying with it the smell of damp earth and burned wood. In the hut, Lucifer and his mother had just finished cutting up the wild boar. The pieces of meat were hanging over the fire, smoking gently to be preserved. Lucifer had sat down on a wooden bench, his hands still stained with blood, and watched the flames dance.
" You should sleep, my son ", said Alicia as she approached him, a piece of stale bread in her hand. " Tomorrow, we will have to get up early to finish preparing the meat. "
" I am not sleepy, mother. " Lucifer took the bread and bit off a piece. " I think too much. "
" About what ? "
He opened his mouth to answer, but a sudden noise silenced him. Outside, the shrill cry of an alarm tore through the silence of the night. A howl, then another, then panicked voices.
" What is... " Lucifer jumped to his feet.
Alicia was on her feet in an instant, her face pale in the glow of the flames. " The Sidest. "
