The House on Blue Hill

The house on blue hill is dark. Very dark. In fact, it raidiates darkness.Except for one window. That window glows a soft yellow light. A girl sits on the window sill. Her long dark hair tumbles loose around her shoulders. Her silk robes rustle slightly in the breeze blowing through the open window. Her eyes are darker than night itself. She stares at the stormy ocean below the hill, and disapeares for a moment. The light blinks out. The house on blue hill is completely dark.