Greatwater Lake but he sang louder and louder inside the house

There’s a white speck in the distance that morphs into a figure, which then morphs into a man. He reminds Cenric of the witch; eyes of blood, cherry red nose, stripped of color from head to toe. He evokes the same passive disgust he feels each time he saw Whitney. Yet, he still treats him with the same respect he would for anyone.

Yes, it is. I was afraid it would never stop. His lips pulled upwards slightly, then turned to face him. What brings you here at an hour like this?