Lord of Bonelake- Part 1

After removing Penny's shoes and cleaning her forehead from the wound, Damien pulled up the blanket over her. Tucking her in carefully, he walked out to the patio to look at the raging sea of the night. 

By the time they had left the deserted village-like town, it was rather dark as the night had pulled over quickly. Taking out the cigar, he lit it in the cold wind, throwing the match stick out and down, its end exhausting before reaching halfway to the surface of the water. There was so much going right now. First, it was the black witches and now the switchers and then the alignment of stars.

He wondered what else was in the store that he was yet to see. 

His cousin Alexander, it was something he would have to find out. There was something that had been gnawing in his mind on the same matter. It was the witch who was assigned to one of the churches who rarely appeared out and if she did, something in his mind scratched where he couldn't point out clearly.