After the Storm
Mary stared out of the window at the grey sky that was slowly consuming the rest of the landscape. The trees, devoid of leaves, were still prominent against their dreary background of sorrow and anguish. She drew her knees up and wrapped the curtain around her, for she was sitting in the window of the library. Since the war, Mary often found herself thinking of days gone by. Today was no exception. Downton had become a shadow of its former self, with less stage presence, fewer staff and an eerie silence that echoed down the corridors. She kept thinking about changing fortunes. For everyone downstairs the war had offered opportunities and happiness. Upstairs it had caused destruction and pain. Even though the war was over it still hung over everybody. Every time you went to the shops. Every time you walked down the street. Every time you spoke with your family. Everything had changed.
I've been desparately trying to get this out before series 2 because it's more or less unconnected. This is the first time i've written anything from Mary's perspective, but to be honest she isn't in it much. However I hope she is in character. Sorry if the chapters are really short.
I hope you enjoy it! I would love to know what you think! :)