the church is old, older than most of the students at the manor which makes it damn well nearly ancient. yet it still stands strong, tall and proud. the grass kept well trimmed and the flowers always neatly assembled.

where the dead are buried and forgotton.. you may see a few visitors every now and again, perhaps even the elderly gardener attempting to make the place a little more pleasant.

a gently flowing river that heads towards the ocean, there's a small bridge that arches over the river. the grass is lush and green all year scattered with random blooms of flowers in spring.

near the riverside, a fielded area with the shelter of a few tree's and scattered with wooden picnic tables. the place for families to visit in the warm summer days.

its just some old tyreswing that somebody tied to an old oak tree. nobody knows who put it there or even how long it's been there, but it's still used.