Pandora Hearts
The car screeches to a halt in front of a towering gate. The mansion looms ahead of me, partly concealed behind the shady trees. This is where I'll be having my coming-of-age ceremony in just three days. Could that be why I'm so unnerved?
No.
That's not it.
There's something else. A sinister darkness envelops the whole mansion, seeping into my very being. My eyes are drawn towards the freshly painted walls, the blackened windows, the chimney puffing out clouds of smoke against the violet sky. The only sounds I can hear are the leaves rustling in the wind and a faint, sad tune whistled by a distant bird.
Then the main door creaks open. My uncle waves at us, jogs up to the front gates and pulls them apart. A huge grin is planted on his face.
I glance back at the mansion. Someone once said that this was a dark place that swallows everything up.
But it isn't as if there is never any light here.
