Blood and Rain
The heavy carriage door swung open before the wheels had fully ground to a halt against the gravel drive. Rebecca didn’t wait for the driver. Stepping down into the damp, biting air, she tilted her head back, completely stepping into the shadow of her new assignment.
The manor was colossal, a gothic titan of black and grey granite that easily swallowed the heavy, low-hanging sky of the old country. Tucked deep into the wild, mist-shrouded hills, its spires clawed like dark fingers through the sweeping storm clouds. From the high, arched windows, an amber glow bled out into the dusk, the only sign of life in a fortress that felt otherwise entirely removed from the modern world. The rain hadn’
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