Love and Deepwater • A Rafayel story

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It was a quiet night.

Surely, Human cities were too tranquil, even more in rich districts.

From the lake, Rafayel couldn't help but admire the stunning architecture of the opulent houses. Each home was adorned with white marble that could be seen everywhere, from the grand entranceways to the intricate detailing on the windowsills. Speaking of windows, most of them were opened, allowing the gentle breeze to flow through and fill the homes with fresh air.
It was clear that no expense was spared in creating these magnificent structures, and the attention to detail was truly remarkable. It was easy to get in and do whatever Rafayel had to do without much trouble.

Every house had an inlet of water belonging to the lake, with boats stationed close to the entrance. Most of them were two-story buildings, with terraces and roofs covered with exotic carpets and spaces to drink tea. exotic flowers colored every house that he could see.

As Rafayel swam through the soft waters of the lake, he couldn't help but notice how easy it was for him to access the first house on the list.
He had expected it to be guarded, or at least secured, but to his surprise, the windows were open, and even the doors were unlocked.
He couldn't spot any surveillance around, and the only sounds he heard were those of the waves crashing against the shore.
As he navigated around the house, he saw that it was totally unguarded and vulnerable, leaving him to conclude that humans in this district didn't take their security seriously.

This made him wonder if humans felt too confident in their safety above water, as the only guards that he encountered were either drunk or sleeping, not working at all.

If he focused, inside he could feel the presence of a Lemurian, asleep.

He walked towards a window, which was opened and unseen from the streets. Once he went up and across it, he saw what seemed to be the children's bedroom, two small beds with mortal children asleep. Rafayel used his voice and sang, voice soft and low, for them to sleep soundly so they wouldn't wake up until daylight.

After thoroughly inspecting the house, he stumbled upon a circular water tank placed right in the center of a spacious salon. The ground floor was furnished with plush sofas arranged tastefully around beautiful tea tables.
The shelves were filled with an extensive collection of exquisite books, and the walls were adorned with magnificent works of art.
The corners of the room were decorated with ceramic vases that were brimming with a plethora of vibrant plants and flowers.
It was what a Human being would consider welcoming and aristocratic decoration.

In the tank, the Lemurian that he felt, was asleep, floating almost lifelessly. His tail was ivory, having lost all its color when away from the sea, after so long.

Rafayel was taught that Humans kept Lemurian in river water, only adding a bit of seawater once a week, sufficient for them to live but remain weak and defenseless. It was basically torture and because of that, their tails turned white and they lost most of their powers, living a dormant kind of life, forever.

This one, a male, looked thin, underweight and pale.

Rafayel let him sleep, searching for the Owners, going up the stairs, and exploring the second floor of the house. He entered every room, finding many dressing rooms, art rooms, and offices.

When he finally found the owner's room, he stood beside their bed like a ghost to watch them sleep for a while. A woman and a male, deep in slumber, hugging each other and wearing night robes. They appeared to be middle-aged. The male had a blonde beard, and ash-gray short hair, and the woman, had long and dark hair braided to avoid tangles.

It would be too easy, to kill them.

He was taught many ways about how to kill a Human by his masters. Asfixia would be the most silent one, with hands around their necks, forbidding them to breathe. The most cold-blooded method in his arsenal would be when using his daggers to make them hurt or his most barbaric one, scorch them alive like rats.