The Man In A Portrait

It was a bright day in April, the clocks were striking noon. The dark figure swiftly made his way through the narrow alley in an effort to escape the summer wind. Slipping through the wooden doors of an old dilapidated mansion behind, he entered along with a swirl of gritty dust. The mansion hallway smelled ofContinue reading “The Man In A Portrait”

The Lady

“Is Lady Irwin here?” asked Rahul, panting heavily as he knocked on the door of Mr and Mrs Irwin. “The Lady will be downstairs in a minute” replied a sturdy looking man with a dark moustache and a heavy accent. “He must be in his late 40s, probably a military veteran” thought Rahul as heContinue reading “The Lady”