As Georgiana stepped into the stable, she felt a flutter of nervousness in her stomach. The heavy wooden door creaked as she pushed it open, and suddenly, the dim space was illuminated like a scene from a dream. Soft, warm lights flickered on above her, casting a gentle glow that chased away the shadows. The once intimidating atmosphere transformed into a cozy haven, and she took a deep breath to calm her racing heart.
“Arthur?” she called out, her voice echoing softly in the stillness. But there was no reply. The silence hung in the air, thick and heavy, making her feel more alone than ever. Undeterred, she stepped further into the stable, her footsteps muffled by the straw-covered floor. As she moved deeper, she noticed the horses that occupied the stalls on either side. Some were peace
