351 Pitchforks- Part 1

The town that was built was truly beautiful and exceptional to what she had come across until now. She had already seen the blueprint which had been drawn out in detail but to see the place with her very eyes right now, she felt blessed. 

"This place is beautiful," she commented as both Damien and her walked through the throng of crowd. The already dark sky had turned dark until there was nothing but clouds covering the sky. Right now it was guesswork if the clouds would move away to let the moon make its appearance. 

"It indeed is. We should get a mansion designed by Mr. Wells. He appears to have excellent skills and stands up to his reputation," Damien responded back. His dark red eyes had turned to the color of black, bringing forth the corruption to his own advantage right now so that the people here wouldn't be too wary of his presence.