The portal of blackwood estate

The crisp October air tasted of crushed oak leaves and ancient copper.In the forgotten hollow of Oakhaven dust didn't fall naturally. it bled down the hillside, pooling in the overgrown ditches around...

Bhumi SheoranHi I am Bhumi Sheoran living in the pinkk city Jaipur in India I wrote this story because I love adventure that takes you to places you have never been dreamed of and a very thanks to bribooks to give me such a nice opportunity.