🗝️🪜🖼️🚪🔒🌺 I finally managed to stumble, clothes ripped and worn, out of the Lim’s dreaded abode. Home free. Or so I thought. Then, light that pierced my eyes. A golden hue. I edged closer. A brass key, dressed in details so intricate that craftsmen would fight to claim ownership. A mark, L14, etched conspicuously on … Continue reading Behind the Locked Landing