For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative
The Darkest Shadow
Waiting alone in the study, by the fiercely-staring portrait she so loathed, with the quotidian sprightly piping of the Vicars flageolet wafting in from outside, Neil thought once more of young Bobby, the one person left who could help her. He was now, according to Abrahams shocking revelation, prospecting for silver in the Andes.
|Return to a familiar clime||Your next carriage awaits|