The Mansion

[Jack Evans]

There is a road of golden dust that can be used at the exit of a hamlet. The road quietly residing between the tall, green, grass that Spring has never seen to be revenant upon. Many do not grow curious of what lies at the end of this road, but those who manage to reach that goal are amazed by one of the most peaceful places in the world.

The road gradually turns into a carpet of grass that introduces the curious individual(s) to a large white mansion guarded by an anthology of roses, plants, and heavenly structures. This mansion was simply and noted as "The Mansion", which used to be controlled by a very weathy family until it was passed to the next generation: Jack Evans. Lone and empty, Jack wishes his mansion to be fulfilled with visitors or residents, to the solitude that has been left by sorrow would be parted by company.

Now, as dawn approaches, Jack Evans awaits for curious members of life to approach the isolated mansion by laying on the grass and stating off into space... thinking of how much he missed his three Maids that have parted to a joyful life.

 

[Jack Evans]

"... No Maids... No companions... No Acquaintences..." Jack closed his sad eyes while using his arms as pillows. "... I know there are more individuals out in the world whom carry a greater sorrow upon their soul... But until now, I consider myself one of them... until I have the opportunity to shake the hand of someone more misserable and lone as I am..." He gave off a sympathetic smirk to shrug off the thought of solitude.

"Her eyes, how do I miss her eyes: bright and crystalized like a night sky. Her body postraying beuty itself... But then, again, there was the youngest... her pinked dyed haired always wavign back and forth with a smile always ready to rape the frown of me..." He paused before describing his other ex-Maid. "... The oldest... mature and silent, yet sexy and wild... Hard working... relaxed... stolid... I miss them... I miss everyone!" Jack sat up while revealing his dark eyes.