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It was a dark and stormy night 10

It's time to present another flash story, togesther with a nice picture I bought at www.shutterstock.com:

castle at night
Photo was bought at www.shutterstock.com


It was a dark and stormy night. Sleets of hail slashed against the window shutters, while the oaken doors moaned under the pressure of the wind.
Larissa didn’t notice the weather.
Instead she listened to the high-pitched keening which revertebrated through the halls and corridors of Glendwanen castle.
Harry trembled and edged nearer to his big sister. “The banshee!” he whispered.
Larissa nodded, her face pale as moonlight, and shuddered. Her hands closed around the shaking shoulders of her younger brother.
Down below in the basement somebody else heard the keening as well.
“Damned!” growled Lord Frederik. “Tomorrow I will definitely oil the door hinges!”
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