The Clockmaker's Ghost
The village of Oakhaven was a place of suffocating propriety, where the fog clung to the cobblestones like a shroud and the church spire presided over every whispered sin. It was here that Clara arrived, a young widow with a gaze that seemed to look through people rather than at them. She moved into a small, ivy-choked cottage at the edge of the moor, bringing with her a silence that the...
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