Not all the wealth had been given to Lorissa. Her sibling's fortune had been passed down to their children. But not all of her siblings had had children, so their wealth had gone to Lorissa. It all sounded confusing to thirty-two year old Lorissa. She had been given everything: the castle, the bedrooms, the furniture, and above all, the responsibility of everything. All the burden and responsibility came crashing down on Lorissa's skinny shoulders two weeks before her thirty-first birthday, shortly after her father's death. She did not want so many things given to her, but she had had no choice. There was no one else left, except for two of her siblings. But the remaining siblings had already taken a good portion of their father's money and left young Lorissa alone with her father, whom she had loved greatly. He was the only one Lorissa had left after her mother's tragic death, so a close relationship had formed between Mr. Cartzone and 28-year old Lorissa,. Two of her siblings had already passed away, and excluding the siblings who had ran away, only Lorissa was left.
The house was dark and creaky and plain frightening in the dead of the night. Other women Lorissa's age would never have dared to pass through the house at this time, but Lorissa passed through the many corridors with ease. She emereged on the wooden stairway and began to mount down the steps. With every step, a long monotonous creak could be heard. Lorissa shook her head and tried to block out the sound as best as she could. The things she hated the most about the house was definitely the staircases. As she passed through the stairwell and emerged into the family room, a vision came to Lorissa. A beautiful young woman with long, golden hair and glimmering blue eyes sat on the sofa with two girls who looked very much like twins. The little girls were just exact copies of their mother. Next to the lady sat two men. One of them was young and handsome, just like her. The other man was far more older and he sat and smoked his pipe.This man wasn't nearly as handsome as the boy next to him, but his broad smile made up for his old age. If you turned just slightly, you could see an old, wizened woman sitting on a rocking chair that seemed as ancient as her.She was grinning just like the old man and her grin revealed yellow, chipped teeth. And on the floor, playing with two boys,was a younger, more beautiful version of Lorissa. There was a fire that was cracking warmly in the fireplace.
The house was dark and creaky and plain frightening in the dead of the night. Other women Lorissa's age would never have dared to pass through the house at this time, but Lorissa passed through the many corridors with ease. She emereged on the wooden stairway and began to mount down the steps. With every step, a long monotonous creak could be heard. Lorissa shook her head and tried to block out the sound as best as she could. The things she hated the most about the house was definitely the staircases. As she passed through the stairwell and emerged into the family room, a vision came to Lorissa. A beautiful young woman with long, golden hair and glimmering blue eyes sat on the sofa with two girls who looked very much like twins. The little girls were just exact copies of their mother. Next to the lady sat two men. One of them was young and handsome, just like her. The other man was far more older and he sat and smoked his pipe.This man wasn't nearly as handsome as the boy next to him, but his broad smile made up for his old age. If you turned just slightly, you could see an old, wizened woman sitting on a rocking chair that seemed as ancient as her.She was grinning just like the old man and her grin revealed yellow, chipped teeth. And on the floor, playing with two boys,was a younger, more beautiful version of Lorissa. There was a fire that was cracking warmly in the fireplace.
