The Altar of Ashes
The winter of 1898 descended upon New York like a heavy, velvet curtain. Silas lived in the attic of the Blackwood mansion, a space reserved for the forgotten and the broken. He was a shadow in a house of gold, a secret kept behind locked doors and heavy drapes. His only light was Elena. She was the daughter of a fallen aristocrat, a woman whose beauty was a haunting melody of grief and grace....
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