Domjiji

“--But I can’t show you what you choose not to see.” And a pause was made as quickly as the conversation was revamped. “The word future is a frightening thing. If the future was to be known, then why learn about history? The world would not be as it is today.” It was early autumn morning in 1806 and the fog lifted smoothly. Birds chirped their songs as the grass dried in the sun’s light. However, not all things were blessed by the sun; in fact, the house that stood there belonging to a family of wealth gave gloom to the lively day. Welcome—to the House of Artemis. Those who would walk by and peer thr