Here follows a horrific wonder, which transpired in the town of Dolina in this Year of Nagihwo 1230, on the Assembly of the Harvest. A certain young boy, no more than ten years in age, with hypnotic eyes, well dressed but travel worn, entered by the north gate.
For ten days he joined the children of the school, playing and making merry by day, and whispering secrets by night. All the children of the town, in number 200 and 3, called him dear friend, and Abael by name.
On the eleventh day after his arrival, no child could be found in the school yard 3 hours after dawn, as was the custom of that town. They had vanished without a trace, and the mothers and fathers ran about in desperation, searching for a sign. When night fell, most retired to their homes, exhausted with fear. When the cock crowed on the twelfth day, it was met only by the hideous giggling of Abael in the otherwise silent town. For the children had returned from their places of hiding in the night. The horrors they had wrought upon their families and neighbors defy description, leaving only their now mad teacher to live to tell the tale. Now the town is no more, and the children now do as Abael does, coming to town to sow their mischief and strife.
~ From Taubha’s Lesser Book of Names
