OhSamuri

I smiled thinly as lightning lit up my room. The thunder was tearing apart the sky and the rain was lashing against the window, obscuring from my eyes the street below. I could tell the water was rising in the river, far in the distance, though the trains that ran over it never ceased moving.I found myself pacing over the thick rug, idly polishing my spectacles as the floorboards creaked below my boots. Behind me, clocks ticked ceaselessly, showing how late Belle was. The weak gas lamps flickered on the walls, blown by the thin breeze that whistled thourgh the window locks. I sighed. However much finery i threw into the place, it was still a