The Grassburr family | The Manor

-Transmaridus- In an old lakeside mansion, by the rolling waves, Stood a regal structure, where history engraves. The weathered walls whispered secrets of the past, As windy breezes danced and memories cast. Once a grand residence, with elegant halls, Where laughter echoed and delight filled the walls. Now adorned in faded elegance and worn grace, Yet exuding a charm, difficult to erase. The corridors silent, like whispers on the wind With creaking floorboards, their timeless tales rescind. Faded portraits, lost in time's relentless grasp, Depicting the lives and loves that forever clasp. A grand staircase spiraling, towards unknown heights, Inviting me to wander, through forgotten delights. The chandeliers overhead, now dimly aglow, Illuminating memories of a past long ago. So, as I bid farewell to this majestic abode, I carry with me the stories and secrets bestowed. The old lakeside mansion, forever etched in my heart, A timeless masterpiece, a work of immortal art.