Dark Wishes Designs - A Life in Miniature

  The secrets that Eleanor knew were weighing so very heavily on her. So much so that it kept her awake at night. Early one morning after a night of tossing and turning she crept out of the house and watched the dawn break from the garden. Seated on the thick woollen blanket she had hurriedly snatched from the bed, she watched as the first yellowy strands of light hit Mortifer house. It looked foreboding, neglected and sad. She pulled the remaining blanket around her as she studied its glowering exterior.  That house, it had borne witness to so much, it was no wonder its secrets were spilling out years later.  The journal entries had revealed far more than Eleanor comfortably wanted to know, now that she had virtually finished the decoding. There were just a few pages left to decipher, pages that she was putting off while she dealt with the knowledge she already had gleaned. And of course, there was that final torn out page - what would that hold? As a lone bird broke int...