The Wrong Road Part 1 Through 16

When I looked into the pond I was still young and healthy.
Lucretia was telling me it was her time to scatter herself to the winds, that the estate was her gift to me for being her companion for the last three hundred years.

With that she leaned over, gave me a kiss, and a gust of wind began to turn her into dust that was picked up by the wind and scattered to the four corners of the earth.