The night was silent, a cloak swished across the ground, a whisper in the darkness then a sudden movement. Soon, voices could be heard in the darkness.
"What should we do?" Mutters a feminine voice, "about the children, I mean."
"Are they Chosen?" asked a Man
"Of course!" exclaimed the woman
"Lower your voice!" hissed the man, "We might be overheard."
"She is. He is not." said the woman, after a moment's pause. "What will we do?"
"Prepare." Said the man, "and try to protect her."
"We must go!" the woman whispered "They are coming!"
The voices fell silent after a sudden movement. A mechanical hiss and everything was tranquil once more.