As the countess glances out of her window set high in the black tower she glimpses a lone being slowly advance towards the castle in which she resides, blown mercilessily by the driving winds.
She turns back to face the roaring fire and sinks deeper into her chair awaiting the new arrivial....
The wind howls around you and the only hope for shelter lies ahead, within the forboding walls of the dark castle. A full moon and clear starry sky provide a fitting backdrop to such a menacing scene. Reaching the door you stretch out your hand to grasp the ornate knocker, letting it fall heavily against the door, and you wait silently, hoping for a safe haven from cruel reality.
Moments later she stirs as the sound of knocking echoes thru the halls and rooms. Rising she drifts down to the door, opening it a strong wind blows freezing air into the hall and she ushers you in.
The door closes slowly behind you and the countess draws you to the enterance of a large library room where a huge fire invites you in. Gesturing for you to sit close to the heat she takes a seat facing you and begins to speak, you listen all the while watching the shadows dance across the walls created from the flames of a hundred candles and the fire....
