The Echoes of Shards

σε πρόσθεσε στο Literature

2026-04-17 13:59:01 -

The manor of Blackwood stood like a skeletal sentinel over the mist-shrouded moors of Yorkshire. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of beeswax and ancient, suffocating dust. For Alice, a nineteen-year-old orphan with hands that never stopped trembling, the manor was not a sanctuary, but a gilded cage. Cedric Blackwood was a man of absolute, terrifying order. He did not speak; he issued...

0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 25 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση