The Shepherdapos;s C

The old sprite stood nearly two meters tall, its hands behind its back like a ghostly silhouette of deadwood against the moon. Its straight and rigid spine, as solid as a pine, radiated immense power.,For this elderly, spritely butler was his own instructor.,That pallid, weak face had no color. The youthful appearance, barely seventeen or eighteen, possessed a beauty entirely different from Professor Moriarty's.。