I wondered the halls of a great mansion. The beams creaked, groaned, and sighed. Cobwebs trim the banisters of the grand curved stairs. Dust filled the air, dancing around me as I walked. My feet left an obvious trail behind me.
Snap, snap, snap
The rooms that used to breathe such a lively air, all but gasp for life in this decrepit place. Each chamber had a theme, windows, tables, beds, mirrors.
Snap, snap, snap
The mirrors entangled me in their grace. Sheer curtains swayed through the shadows and lights, ever so gracefully kissing the mirrors and the floors and the walls. I couldn't look away.
Snap, snap, snap
It was too captivating, isolating, suffocating, precious. I think I stayed in there for an hour. I felt so at peace just watching the curtains sway.
Snap, snap, snap
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Rambler's Society
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