'You, daughter of my sister's son, are the heir I named: Welcome home.'Photo credit: Elena Elisseeva/shutterstock
Carin could show no surprise. She could only smile at her friend in tenderness, for Anne smiled back, all burden lifted from her form and from her eyes. Tears in them glistened as she spoke two final words before diminishing, 'Thank you.'
A mournful agony escaped through the room as the mansion grieved the loss of its former keeper; it reached for her with wooden arms of shelving and raised the floorboards where she vanished, as if seeking her under them. Carin cried, too, understanding the loss, and instead the arms reached for her, touching her with gentle caresses before moving backward, returning to their fixed forms.