As Lily stepped out of the station, the crisp evening air carried the whispers of Crescent City's ancient secrets. The towering spires and Gothic facades seemed to loom over her, their intricate stone carvings appearing to shift in the fading light. With each breath, the city's mistique enveloped her, like a shroud woven from threads of mystery and enchantment.
She hailed a cab, its headlights casting an eerie glow on the wet pavement. "Ravenwood Manor," She instructed, her voice barely above a whisper.
The driver's gaze met hers in the rearview mirror. "Welcome back, Miss Thompson." His tone was low and knowing.
Lily's heart skipped a beat. How did he know her name? She hadn't introduced herself.
As the cab wound through Crescent City's narrow streets, the silence grew thick. Lily's thoughts drifted to her inheritance - Ravenwood Manor, seat of her family's legacy and the source of her supernatural gift.
The cab stopped before the Manor's grand entrance. Lily paid the driver, her fingers brushing against his.
"Be careful, Miss Thompson," he whispered, his eyes locked on hers.
A shiver ran down her spine.
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Echoes Of Destiny
RastgeleCrescent City, a mystical metropolis with ancient secrets.
