Tropic of Darkness
“And had Jack made his way there while it was still light, he would have probably assumed that the mansion to the left of the big fortress was abandoned.
Three stories high and twice as broad, it was in such an advanced state of decay that it made the cathedral he’d seen look pristine by comparison. It was protected by a rusted iron fence. Its gardens had grown wild. The dried grasses had raised themselves almost to shoulder height, and it was hard to tell whether the spindly, unkempt trees were supporting the creepers on their branches or the other way around.
Oddly, the path that ran from the front door to the main gate was clear enough to walk along.
The windows were all boarded up. And one of them, on the top story, had the blackened marks of an old fire around it, although strangely it didn’t appear that the blaze had spread.
The roof sagged massively where its supports had rotted.
Its grounds ended at the waterside, a steep incline with an array of jagged rocks below.
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