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A cold wind coming from the north was ravishing the streets of the small town... The winter was close... and so was the fear... It was a fear that was filling the souls of the town's people slowly, day by day, as the fall was slowly fading the way, as the cold weather was announcing the winter at the door's front... Nobody knew why and when the fear appeared... it just insinuated in the souls of the inhabitants like a small buzz that was making them clench and look to the north with every blow of the wind...

That day was no different than the others... The wind though seemed to turn into a small breeze, giving a false hope to the people that maybe it was all just a passing feeling... It was what seemed to be a regular sunday... with people gathering in the town's sqare for the sunday market... nobody was paying attention to the weak wind and the mist that was rolling to the town from the northen route... nobody was paying attention to the rare and regulated clicks that announced someone's arrival on the brick road... The steps seemed to get stringer and closer... and the wind stopped...

The people looked at one another then all, as at an invisible order, looked to the north... a shape was growing into the think mist... A dark shape... but resembling a human shape...

The starnger came out slowly from the hiding of the white curtain... his black cape was surrounding him like two giant dark wings wrapped around his body... his black eyes looked around the sqare and the stunned people's faces as his right hand was resting on the handle of a too bigger sword that was hanging from his belt... his dusty outfit, completed with a pair of old boots that seemed to know too much walking on deserted roads, looked like he was coming from a border beyond the sweet dreams/nightmare border... and he did not look like the fairytale knight...

A small grin appeared on his face... he took one step forward and entered the sqare... as he was walking to the center of it, the cold wind started to blow again, this time seeming to come not from the north but from inside his strange being...

His grin became bigger as he knew that for now, his trip was over... Ahriman had arrived... and there was no soul that could hide from him!