Whispers from the Grave

Previously

…The crimson tide had not only marked the end of her childhood innocence, but the beginning of a perilous journey into a darkness she was only just beginning to comprehend. The manor, once a symbol of unexpected inheritance, now felt like a cage, and she, its newest captive, with a sorcerer for a jailer and her own burgeoning power as the only weapon she possessed. The shadows stretched, long and hungry, and Thea knew, with a chilling certainty, that the true adventure had only just begun.