Erikson

Erikson's grand Victorian home stands against a backdrop of historical Bostonian elegance, a facade of wealth and power. Inside, whispers of ancient deals echo through halls lined with Nordic relics. Beneath his polished exterior, Erikson harbors an existence older than the city he walks through. Tonight, his wife, with a terrible knowledge, stands at the threshold of the library where long-forgotten runes glow softly on the walls. The game has changed, and their love is the price.