From Blood and Axe
The darkness of the night faded into a calmer shade of blue as the clear waters reflected the vast green, and a soft drizzle of rain descended with a solemn harmony.
It was calming after the recent warm days, a welcome shower to add to the senses.
However, amidst this serene song of nature, there was a heavy coldness that hung around the mansion. There was an eerie silence buried beneath the shower of rain.
The now closed and heavily guarded doors of the servant quarters could not stop a few broken words from escaping.
Rumors and speculations spread with such a sudden urgency as if they were trying to stir even the tiniest feather.
In the wee hours of the morning, a gardener was said to have found the hall of the quarters stained in blood. It was so gruesome that as soon as the captain of knights learned about it, he had the whole area sealed.