Darker Still
“I don’t usually note every detail, yet those atrocious visions will remain emblazoned upon my mind.The first thing I remember is walking through a door. Suddenly I was in Denbury’s study, his prison. He looked as dashing as ever, if a bit tired. He turned to me in shock as the door through which I’d entered closed behind me.“Miss Stewart!”“Hello, Lord Denbury,” I murmured, the sound of my voice still strange in my ears. I’ve often been able to speak in my dreams, so this was no additional shock, yet Denbury stared at me and then at the door.“How did you do that?” he exclaimed.“What do you mean?”“Come through the door. I’ve tried, but…” He strode to the door, extended his hand, and tried the knob. But red and gold sparks crackled around the edges of the door. Denbury’s portrait frame crackled too, fire racing around the edges in warning and leaving glowing traces of something strange. Wincing, he pulled away, his hand clearly scalded.The picture frame had faintly glowing marks all over... it: strange hatch marks, crosses, and triangles.MoreLess
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