1917: A Family of Joy, Hope, Faith and Grace [Part 2]

The house settled into a strange rhythm in the days after we arrived, as if it had been waiting for us, for the family to return to its long-forgotten halls. At first, I tried to hold on to the sense of comfort I’d imagined it would provide—a sanctuary from whatever chased us on the mainland. But the longer we stayed, the more elusive that comfort became. Something gnawed at the edges of my thoughts, making me feel like I was losing grip on the reality I once held so firmly.