The Countess de Mar

The Countess drops her glass and grasps her throat as the poison tracks spidery lines through the veins on her face. As you rise from the floor you see the Countess clutching her stomach, blood from the knife wound puckering between her fingers. You are paralysed as the abysmal mist passes over the Countess, witheringContinue reading “The Countess de Mar”