The Raven's Lament
audiobook (Unabridged) ∣ A Tale of Gothic Woe and Mystery
By Evangeline Thornfield
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The carriage wheels clattered against the cobblestones with a rhythm that matched the frantic beating of Eleanor Blackwood's heart. Through the rain-streaked window, she caught her first glimpse of Ravenshollow Manor—a towering edifice of black stone that seemed to claw at the storm-darkened sky. Lightning illuminated its Gothic spires and gargoyle-adorned corners, casting dancing shadows that made the ancient structure appear alive with malevolent intent.
Eleanor pulled her woolen cloak tighter around her shoulders as the carriage lurched to a halt before the manor's imposing oak doors. The driver, a grizzled man who had spoken little during their journey from the village, refused to meet her eyes as he handed down her modest trunk.
"Are you certain you won't stay the night at the inn, miss?" he asked, his voice barely audible above the howling wind. "These old places... they're not meant for the living after dark."
Eleanor squared her shoulders, drawing upon the resolve that had carried her through years of governess positions in households where she was neither family nor servant, but something uncomfortably between. "Thank you for your concern, but I am expected. The advertisement was quite specific about my arrival date."
The driver shook his head and climbed back onto his perch without another word. Eleanor watched as the carriage disappeared into the mist-shrouded moor, its lanterns swallowed by the darkness until she stood alone before the manor's threshold.
The brass knocker was fashioned in the shape of a raven's head, its obsidian eyes seeming to follow her movements as she lifted it and let it fall against the door. The sound echoed through the night like a death knell, and Eleanor found herself counting the seconds until footsteps approached from within.