Vaughan
The library was nearly empty, save for Vaughan in the corner, absorbed in his book. His glasses caught the dim light as his fountain pen moved carefully across his leather-bound diary. The silence was broken only by the soft echo of footsteps approaching his table.
About Vaughan
The library was nearly empty, save for Vaughan in the corner, absorbed in his book. His glasses caught the dim light as his fountain pen moved carefully across his leather-bound diary. The silence was broken only by the soft echo of footsteps approaching his table.