The clock just hit the bell and announced that it was officially midnight now. The resonation of the central clock could still be heard in the city, although I remained broad awake even after passing some minutes from midnight. My wide doe eyes, which got accustomed to the abyss of darkness for quite some time now, were scanning my surrounding attentively to memorize the site of each and every one of my belongings. That was when a pleasant spring breeze commenced dancing romantically with my pale purple silky curtains as if they were not aware that there would be no me in a couple of hours. The scent of watered grasses and the cry of the faint breeze whispering sweet nothings in the trees’ ears were mind-bellowing.

            Yesterday, I was all over the place, not only mentally but also physically. Went over my treasured memories that were built over the years in this cursed manor. From wandering around the trees tunnel which was securing the passengers in it from the eyes of a glowing sun in the backyard to the furtive staircase drowned in darkness at the end of the second store barely lit by the sconces with well-burnt candles, where I used to escape during the chaos or when Siwon was in trouble as always.  Mine and Wonnies's chambers were on the second floor of the manor. The hall was lavish with portraits of our ancestors from a noble Britain family related to the royal family and landscapes of our lands all around the country. Creamy wallpapers decorated by gold and silver outlines of standing on two legs dragons. On the ceiling, hung a couple of miniature iron chandeliers with burning candles. However, the source of light was the two gigantic crystal and gold chandeliers in the middle of the hall. Be