johnson flipped through the large book, its manuscript was barely readible, even if it could be called english which it was not.
He closed the book his hand feeling the rough cover, he had no idea how old it was except that it was his fathers, he sighed at the thought of his father memory's started flooding in, like water from a water fall emptying into a spring pond, the night his father dyed was the day his mind decided to have selective memory for he lost a year in random memory's one of them johnson was for certain was his fathers killer.
Pushing his raven black hair from his face, johnson stood up and walked out into the hallway, leaving his newly furnished room behind and entering the rest of the wonderfull mansion, its age did nothing to its beauty as he saw everday in the outside garden, decorated with all types of flora. As johnson got to the first floor he walked down to the mess hall were the food was stored, he tryed to be sneaky about it or his maid might try to mother him again, he was a grown man, nineteen even yet she still did time to time, maybe it was because she felt bad for him, johnson found a cuboard and started through it looking for something delictable.
He closed the book his hand feeling the rough cover, he had no idea how old it was except that it was his fathers, he sighed at the thought of his father memory's started flooding in, like water from a water fall emptying into a spring pond, the night his father dyed was the day his mind decided to have selective memory for he lost a year in random memory's one of them johnson was for certain was his fathers killer.
Pushing his raven black hair from his face, johnson stood up and walked out into the hallway, leaving his newly furnished room behind and entering the rest of the wonderfull mansion, its age did nothing to its beauty as he saw everday in the outside garden, decorated with all types of flora. As johnson got to the first floor he walked down to the mess hall were the food was stored, he tryed to be sneaky about it or his maid might try to mother him again, he was a grown man, nineteen even yet she still did time to time, maybe it was because she felt bad for him, johnson found a cuboard and started through it looking for something delictable.