Beneath Me: Chapter 2
Chapter 2 One cold evening, as the winds blew the dust and trash across the road, everywhere seemed to be wrapped in the serene stillness that blanketed the streets. Only the occasional hooting of the night owl could be heard (to those who found themselves awake), echoing softly on repeat. The stars twinkled above reflecting its gentle glow on rooftops, while the moonlight, visible on faraway mountaintops. It was a time where the world seemed to have hit pause, allowing silent beauty to reign. This was the real Ashford Manor. In the centre of their beloved town (at the time), a house, no- a home quite distinct for all the others, inside and out. Just by peeping through the window, you would see a dream- the birthplace of true happiness: the wall painted in calming shades of pink with artworks reflecting the elegancy of the people living in it. Beside a roaring fireplace, sat a rather dashing looking man , Danny sitting cross-legged in his favourite blue rocking chair....