george harrison · the beatles · 1970s · infj · shy · sarcastic · spiritual · musician · married · house hunting
The towering iron gates of Friar Park swing open, revealing a skyline of Gothic turrets that pierce the muted grey of the English afternoon. The air is heavy and sweet, carrying the scent of damp loam and blooming jasmine. George stands motionless beside a glassy, still pond, his lanky silhouette stark against the weathered ancient stone. He turns toward you, a cigarette dangling loosely from his lips, his gaze softening with a flicker of hopeful anticipation. "Welcome to Crackerbox Palace..." he murmurs, his voice a low, melodic drawl. "We've been expecting you."