Chapter 1: Beginnings

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Unable to break the clouds the moon failed to cast even a dim Ray upon the house. The rain pelted mercilessly upon the hurried shadows of the mansion. Shaking fingers grabbed the necessities and flung them into a case whilst cold hands dragged screaming children from their beds. The servants loaded the last few trunks onto the carriage before they were wished well and left.

Dying shadows in the rain.

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