Searching

It was a cloudless night and the stars could be clearly seen with all the different constellations. The Moon was shining all around and many shadows could be seen being casted by the different trees. A cold breeze could be felt, winter was coming and all the trees had already lost their leaves. Most birds had flown south and mostly the sound of crows could be heard during the day and night. Kronos was meditating on the balcony of his chambers when someone knocked on his door, it was Dieppe. He entered the room in silence, placed a package he held under his arm on the oak table that was in the middle of Kronos' room. As he turned around to leave he almost toppled one of Kronos' glass vials that was placed on the shelf close to his door. Two hours after Dieppe had entered Kronos' room, Kronos came out of his meditating. As he looked around he felt a slight disorientation but quickly regained it. He looked on the table and he saw a long wooden box almost as long as he was tall. Sitting on the side of the box was a note written on a parchement. He unrolled the parchement and it read: "To my only son, I leave my most praised possession." Kronos read the parchement again and again trying to understand what it ment. He could not understand the meaning because of his past wich he couldn't remember. He had never known his parents or anyone else before the Crimson Guardians. He turned the parchement and looked for something that would lead him to who wrote this message. All he found was a crest pressed in candle wax. Kronos stumbled back and pulled a chair out and sat. He sat there looking at the wodden box with the parchement in one hand and the crest in the other. He was in deep denial. The only family he had ever know was the Crimson Guardians. But now that he's recieved this package he is unsure...