There once was a man who moved to the area long before my time. He was a seafaring man, and according to those who like to sit and talk by the seaside, he was a quite imposing sight. Soon after he arrived, he went around town, looking at all of the houses that had been available at the time. Finding none that suited him, he paid for one to be built. When it was completed, it was a great mansion.
He lived in his mansion for several years before finally deciding to mingle with the locals. He was a very generous man, having given much of his fortune to improve the seaside town. It was well known, although rarely mentioned, that he was a very wealthy man. Some say that he had been a naval officer, although it was said that he himself did not like to speak of his past.
In time, he married and took his wife to live in the great mansion. The stories say that his wife was a good-natured and very generous woman herself. They had several children, one of which they named Tobias. No one remembers the names of the other children, or what became of them.
One day, during their aged years, the old man had many building built in the area. Of those buildings, only two survive to this day. His great mansion remains on the hill, as does a seaside grain silo that he had built. It eludes me why anyone would build a grain silo near the shores of the sea, but he had become quite eccentric.
According to the stories that mentioned the silo, it was never used for that purpose.
Some say, that the old man's spirit can be seen walking along the shore. Others say that they have seen it walking towards and around the grain silo itself. It is well known that he still haunts the great mansion that is still inhabited by his descendants. His grand nephew Michael lives there with Victoria and a younger girl named Stephanie. Whether Tobias, or any other members of that family remain there, I do not know.
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