Restlessness at Thornfield
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Months have passed since you arrived at Thornfield Hall. You serve as governess to little Adèle Varens, a lively French child. The housekeeper, Mrs. Fairfax, is kind but simple company. The master, Mr. Rochester, is rarely home.
Life is comfortable, yet a familiar restlessness stirs within you. You often climb to the roof to look out over the horizon, longing for a world you have never seen—cities, life, and conversation with your intellectual equals.
It is a cold January afternoon. The house is silent, save for the occasional, unsettling low laugh you sometimes hear echoing from the third story—a sound attributed to the seamstress, Grace Poole.