Bear with me here.this is just the Prologue, and I felt this hits the mark
quite well.leaving you waiting, and hopefully, with you wanting to know
what happens next.
Prelude to Darkness
The hiss of burning wood echoed throughout the manor, smoke bellowing out of the cracks between its massive stained glass windows. As each plume rose to the sky, it took on the texture of lint, the cold glow of moonlight thickening its body and the flakes of charred wood giving it an extra degree of shape. As the fire burned, the smoke flung its shadow over the hollow streets below, remaining in that condition only for a moment as people started to flee from their houses, eluding each other as they hurdled themselves towards the building.
The people stared in bewilderment, almost as if they had never seen such a sight as a trickle of flame, mouthed drawn open, eyes narrowing together, and the flinching of a person as they wandered to close to the inferno. Sirens trumpeted through the streets, though were pacified by the chatter that abrupt almost in an instance from the people, as police tried to hush them, and keep them at bay from the blaze, and the sounds of a screaming child from within the building.
That's when it happened. When things seemed to be at least fairly average with a building on fire. Though the long pause of unexpected silence did seem a bit out of place, it was the scream piercing from the orifices of the building that truly caught the attention of everyone. The sound of it was immense, cutting off the noise of the streets, and muffling the sound of the fire, and even then it only seemed to augment until it reached its crest, and the sounds of mixed emotions from panicked beings repossessed the air.
Prelude to Darkness
The hiss of burning wood echoed throughout the manor, smoke bellowing out of the cracks between its massive stained glass windows. As each plume rose to the sky, it took on the texture of lint, the cold glow of moonlight thickening its body and the flakes of charred wood giving it an extra degree of shape. As the fire burned, the smoke flung its shadow over the hollow streets below, remaining in that condition only for a moment as people started to flee from their houses, eluding each other as they hurdled themselves towards the building.
The people stared in bewilderment, almost as if they had never seen such a sight as a trickle of flame, mouthed drawn open, eyes narrowing together, and the flinching of a person as they wandered to close to the inferno. Sirens trumpeted through the streets, though were pacified by the chatter that abrupt almost in an instance from the people, as police tried to hush them, and keep them at bay from the blaze, and the sounds of a screaming child from within the building.
That's when it happened. When things seemed to be at least fairly average with a building on fire. Though the long pause of unexpected silence did seem a bit out of place, it was the scream piercing from the orifices of the building that truly caught the attention of everyone. The sound of it was immense, cutting off the noise of the streets, and muffling the sound of the fire, and even then it only seemed to augment until it reached its crest, and the sounds of mixed emotions from panicked beings repossessed the air.