Empty for eighty years, the mansion loomed over the village, and cautionary tales spread as wildfire.

She ventured in regardless, her explorer’s spirit unquenchable. To her parents’ chagrin, she returned late, yet regretted nothing.

In the mansion’s window a figure appeared, high above the village.

It watched, and it waited.

Tony is working on a research thesis. In his spare time, he enjoys playing music and writing short stories. Some of his writing can be seen at liretranger.wordpress.com.