Aeonian: Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Eleven
I followed Bess to the porch which framed the entrance to the house and paused, looking quizzically at our route. I had been expecting to follow her to the study of the master of the house, and we had clearly just walked past it. Its door ajar, the room held a vast library of books, a snug dark-wooded desk and a selection of large leather …
