Spirele: Beginning

Deep, in the middle of an ever expanding black space, floated a mansion, of arduous disproportion, the windows cracked, and some of the land connected to it dead. Trees decorating the severely untrimmed dead grass of the front lawn, the doors of the mansion slightly creeping open, revealing to be the main room of this mansion, a parlor.

But it seemed to be a large foyer, with a spiral staircase leading to the second floor. The room itself was old and dusty, with mucky furniture and peeling wallpaper. Candleholders held bright green flames, casting eerie shadows on the wall. A large chandelier hung from the ceiling, with tiny crystals that rang at the slightest movement. Swiftly, a tall woman began her ascent up the staircase with one blue hand riding up the smooth mahogany railing. Each wooden step creaked under her weight, threatening to give way. The green candles cast shadows over her blue face, enveloping her and the surroundings in a greenish glow.

Reaching the top, this woman pushed open a large oak door into another room, bringing green light into the otherwise dark room. Several paintings of various creatures and monsters lined the wall, and red drapes hung from every wall in all their sophistication. Fancy furniture sat quietly in different parts of the room. In the middle, stood a creature that resembled that of a cauldron.