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THE GRAND STORY OF THE SEEMINGLY IMPOSSIBLE ADVENTURES OF BARON BRITPOP BLASTFURNACE
Arriving At The Docks
Baron Britpop Blastfurnace • Part 4
Arriving At The Docks
As Andelbert and I turned toward the docks, my mind wandered back to a year earlier when I first arrived at my newly acquired estate. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Large trees in orderly rows lined the road leading to the manor, providing shade for the entire length of ride. The house itself was a large stone country house with two floors of rooms, each lined with rows of windows. The stonework was white with a hint of gold. It was the best stonework I had ever seen. The roof was black slate, and four towers jutted out from the corners of the house. A large staircase with stairs running up both sides led to the entrance.
The grounds were equally impressive with a pool in front of the house and beautiful gardens in every direction. A staff of groundskeepers attended the property with great care. The estate sat on the crest of a hill overlooking the village of Kapri below.
Kapri, a small cluster of homes and shops surrounding a courtyard where people set up a market on Saturdays, is situated on a half-moon of land that juts out into lake Kapristratt. Which, in turn, empties into a canal…
