Belle Adams' Butler
Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~
Grave- Part 2
The sky in the land of the Bonelake turned darker as it moved from the time of the morning to noon and slowly approached evening where the rain that had begun at noon had finally slowed down to pitter-patter on the ground and the surface of the objects that had either grown or been built on top of the land.
Belle who was used to the sounds of the thunder and rain slept through the entire time to wake up only when the rain started to halt itself. Far away from the mansion, one could hear the sound of a collection of crows cawing on the trees that woke her up from her sleep. Feeling the blanket on her, she wondered if it was her mother who had put it on her until she came to remember what happened. She didn't get up right away but continued to lay down on the bed with her eyes open. What happened before she felt asleep felt like a distant memory which she hoped would be a dream.