The Candle in Blackwood

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## Act I: The Rising The moor wind howled around Blackwood like a thing denied burial. Mr. Joseph Hartwell lay upon his narrow bed above the derelict schoolhouse and counted the cracks in the ceiling plaster as a man counts rosary beads. Seven of them. Seven cracks forming the shape of a broken wheel. He knew what it meant. His mother would have known. His mother had known everything that...

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