And So It Begins

Shades that vary from blue to dark blue spread over the horizon as the sun all the way down. The wind feels cold and comfortable as the vehicle ascends the hill.

His pick-up car pulls to a stop just outside of the gigantic gates, presumably the only access to the isolated mansion. It's a castle-like mansion. Made mostly of greystone. The path that leads the car in front of the house extends almost as wide as the structure itself. The surrounding is clean, house architectured aesthetically pleasing. The stone and wood detailed structure is framed by flickering gas-lit lanterns and would look astonishing in the evening. The whole lot that surrounds it is vacant. No overly designed grasses, no pool and no fountain of some sort. Just literally a beautiful mansion made of comfort on the top of the hill, isolated from the life of civilization.

“This is your mom's house? I ask, digesting each beautiful detail of the house as I climb down from the car.

Sebastian gets down from the other side