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A Night At Castle Greyblood
Written By: Michael Hunt
Fiction
It was a dark and stormy night at Castle Greyblood. The lightning struck the tips of the spires and turrets like silver veins in the body of the night sky. Lord Greyblood sat in his study, comfortably writing his biography and sipping his Manly Dorf. This biography, he believed, would shed some light on his own psyche, and unveil to the rest of the world the horrors he had faced, those ten years ago. He sat back, his eyes closed, struggling to remember the details of the memories he had once spent so long repressing. Then, to the faint sound os a door creaking in the hallway beyond, he opened his eyes, and began writing again. He took no notice of the soft footsteps coming towards his study, very slowly, as if whoever was walking was curious as to their surroundings. By the time Lord Greyblood noticed he ever nearing footsteps, he had already downed his Manly Dorf. and had written several pages of his book, and he had moved onto chapter two...