“When Amarelle Parasis went outside just after sunset to go get a drink, it was raining. There was a strange magic about him. The raindrops were lavender, red and copper in color. Smooth lines, like streams of liquid twilight, turning into a luminous mist when they hit the pavement, warm from the daytime sun. The feeling of the air was as if champagne bubbles were bursting on the skin. Lightning, white and blue, flashed over the dark roofs in the distance, followed by peals of thunder. Amarel was ready to swear that she heard screams through the thunder. The wizards took up their task again, damn them..."