Aurora
I stood beside Aurelia in her packhouse, taking in the ancient surroundings. I waked around the large room she was in, taking in the surroundings, hoping that anything would sort of pull a string of familiarity, but there was none.
The packhouse was a sprawling structure made of rough-hewn stone and timber. The air was thick with the scent of old wood and smoke.
There was a hallway attached to the room she was in, and walking through it, I noticed that the packhouse was eeriely quiet. Three was no one else present in the house, and this caught me by surprise.
Was she just all alone?
The silence being oppressive, was punctuated only by the sound of creaks and groans of the old wooden beams. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I returned to the room, stood still and watched A
