The large estate sat at the end of a long walk, the path large enough for carriages to travel up and down, two at a time. The building at the end of the drive was grand in the best sense of the word, with two stories and plenty of windows along the front looking out on the grounds. White pillars extended in the front on either side of the door. The walls were a light blue like the clear sky Parisa could sometimes see whenever the clouds let up.
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