Rogues and Witches

Damien lifted the wine glass to his lips, swirling, sniffing, and taking a long sip before setting it down on the center table. He looked towards Mark, whom he noticed was observing him, and he shrugged.

"Spill. What do you have in mind?"

"You're strange," Mark replied. He stood from the red plush chair he sat on and walked towards the window. Well, the only window in the large office.

He had always found it ridiculous that an office would be as large as this with only a window to boast of. But then again, he didn't think Damien needed too much light.

The room was already spacious, and the cooling from the air conditioner was also enough. Again, a chandelier hung above, serving as the secondary source of light.

Mark took a book from the floating bookshelf just beside the window and caressed it.

"Too neat," Mark said, "Yet so old." He flipped open the book, "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde."

Mark mused, skimming the summary of the book. Of course, he had quite some collecti