The Fire in My Blood: Ch 2

The Chambers always made my skin crawl.  It was a converted cathedral.  The ceilings soared above me, and the main room that used to be the chapel echoed ominously.  The stone brickwork was the washed-out ashen colour of corpses.  The stained glass had been smashed out so long ago no one remembered.  The glittering jagged … Continue reading The Fire in My Blood: Ch 2