Sunday, August 12, 2012

Lady Isabella



There was the tiniest staircase leading up to a tiny room with a single bed and a dressing table.  It was quite oppressive. We all felt a little bit of something whilst we were in there. Madds felt an overwhelming sense of sadness and hopelessness, Lu felt a kind of heaviness, Tans felt nothing except sadness for the story...... And I couldn't breathe. We could only stay up there long enough to take a quick couple of photos, and then had to get out.

This is the fateful window...... Poor woman!

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