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The rain swept down in sheets. The sky was black, broken only by the movement of scudding drifts of gray that came and went on the wind. The trees had been scoured clean by the autumn breezes and it was now early winter. The first storm had come and it was a strong one, stripping the hills of loose leaves, flinging them into the sky and swirling them around before slamming them back to the earth, plastering them to the sides of whatever they hit. It was not the kind of night to be out. Yet someone was. Verenia stood on the cliff top overlooking the village and smiled. Dark red eyes glittered like rubies in the night, the terrible weather ig