Light strains through the door. Opens and a hand awaits me to exit.
I accept it and step down. Clouds crowd the grey sky.
Looms in front is my new home. Dark spires raise from the roof and seem to pierce the sky.
All cool Dark colours.
Black.
Navy.
Forest Green.
It looked Victorian.
Dangerous yet there was something to it that caught my attention. I didn't know what it was.
I follow the man to the door.
The knock could be heard echoing behind the door.
It seemed like forever before it opened.
A old man. Elderly. Lead us through the endless halls.
I admired the architecture.
He showed me a room. Said it was mine.
My bags arrived shortly after. I wasn't there to see them.
Finally a door creaked open and in the room beyond.
A singular person sat at a table. Book in hand.
As he turned our eyes met.
A thought crossed my mind. He makes me scared.
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Winter Song •「冬の歌」• CPN
Historical FictionCarefree isn't a word that describes Fuyu's Life. Bearing the burden of causing her mother's death during childbirth is heavy. When life can't seem to get worse she is suddenly whisked away into an arranged marriage with a mysterious half Japanese...
