The House of Black Fire

System: LARP Wuthering Heights
Deltagare: 12 spelare

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Night fell too quickly on the moors,

Horses spooked, carriages broke, guides became lost.

Hounds howled to the moon and broke into a feverish hunt.

The mists on the moors uncurled and beckoned.

A woman's gleeful laugh falls in perfect counterpoint to the hounds' howls.

The warm light of a home appears ahead.

And elderly man opens the door, ushers you in, and welcomes you to Wuthering Heights.

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