LOCATION: The Flint Estate. FEATURING: Decius Flint. @deciusflint
Nightfall had crept it’s way over the large estate. Despite her exhaustion Rosalie was wide awake, seated on a lounge chair by the window overlooking the gardens and pathway leading to the house. It was still light when she had first sat down. Silence fell over the house since then, not a single creek of the aged floorboards or lock of a door as time had passed. She had drowned out every little sound. Everything around her changed, and yet Rosalie remained the same... looking out with a dormant expression, empty behind the eyes as if the light had been taken from them. She could see a faint glimpse of her reflection on the pristine glass as the moonlight beamed in and illuminated the room, but she could not recognize herself. It made her blood run cold. She was a stranger.
