Then I saw something on the wall across from me. One of the shelves had been pushed away from it, and behind that I could see part of a drawing—something scratched into the wood.
I stepped over a fallen chair to get closer and pushed the shelf the rest of the way aside. What I saw made me stop short.
It was the image of a thorny vine curled into a counter-clockwise spiral, and above that was a rose. The symbol of the Unseelie Court.