Inside the Garden
Something is carrying you. Flashes of awareness dance through your mind in between the swirling darkness of unconsciousness.
A dank stone corridor...
A flaming hearth...
A woman's worried face...
Howling...
You squeeze your eyes shut and drift back into dreams of happier memories...
A dank stone corridor...
A flaming hearth...
A woman's worried face...
Howling...
You squeeze your eyes shut and drift back into dreams of happier memories...