Four months earlier....
Worry and anticipation battled each other for dominance as I drove through the wrought iron gates that lead to Home. After nine years I was finally back. Anticipation won out as I gazed at the looming manor. Nine years ago I had left to avenage my family that was murdered.
I climbed out of the car and quietly removed my luggage from the trunk. I stood outside for awhile and listened to the faint sounds of life that came ftom within my ancestral home; while absent , an old family friend let out the rooms for some quirky students.
I let out a snort of amusement, elementals were insane.
Removing the spare key from under the tiny gnome I opened the door. The place hadn't changed much abd the familiar scents and decor was unsettling. I was so caught up that I almost got run over by a sudden red blur...
