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It all happened in just a few hours.
July 7th, 1972. A massive party was held at Storm Manor. Clarke Storm, head of the house, was hosting a celebration of his fortieth birthday at his house. He invited many of his friends over. ...or, ones he thought were his friends, anyways. The party was a night of drinking, laughs, games and memories.
...and apparently, revenge.
John Harmon smiled as he stepped out of the fancy car Clarke had sent to pick him up from the bakery. The fancy air of the mansion always seemed incredible to him. The two griffin statues sat at the front, guarding the entrance, always astonished him. The beautiful stained glass at the uppermost level of the manor was incredibly pretty, the angel and demon motif working beautifully. The rest of the house had elegant and concise brown bricking that made it look classical. John noticed three other cars pulling up, and saw people conversing inside the building. He wasn't the first here - nor was he the last. John walked up to the door, propping his glasses up.
From the second floor, Clarke Storm watched as more cars pulled up. The last of his guests were now arriving. It was his fortieth birthday - he wanted his chosen friends to be there to celebrate it with him. Sipping a bit more champagne from his wine glass, he snapped his fingers for one of his servants. A maid came up, refilling the wine glass.
"Inform me once all of the guests have arrived." Clarke said. "I wish to make a classy entrance."
James and Fae were sitting on the bench outside, Fae leaning against James' lap. The party preparations had taken up their entire day, and they were just now getting time to themselves.
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It all happened in just a few hours.
July 7th, 1972. A massive party was held at Storm Manor. Clarke Storm, head of the house, was hosting a celebration of his fortieth birthday at his house. He invited many of his friends over. ...or, ones he thought were his friends, anyways. The party was a night of drinking, laughs, games and memories.
...and apparently, revenge.
John Harmon smiled as he stepped out of the fancy car Clarke had sent to pick him up from the bakery. The fancy air of the mansion always seemed incredible to him. The two griffin statues sat at the front, guarding the entrance, always astonished him. The beautiful stained glass at the uppermost level of the manor was incredibly pretty, the angel and demon motif working beautifully. The rest of the house had elegant and concise brown bricking that made it look classical. John noticed three other cars pulling up, and saw people conversing inside the building. He wasn't the first here - nor was he the last. John walked up to the door, propping his glasses up.
From the second floor, Clarke Storm watched as more cars pulled up. The last of his guests were now arriving. It was his fortieth birthday - he wanted his chosen friends to be there to celebrate it with him. Sipping a bit more champagne from his wine glass, he snapped his fingers for one of his servants. A maid came up, refilling the wine glass.
"Inform me once all of the guests have arrived." Clarke said. "I wish to make a classy entrance."
James and Fae were sitting on the bench outside, Fae leaning against James' lap. The party preparations had taken up their entire day, and they were just now getting time to themselves.
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