Title: The Paradox of Power
The Blackwood Estate was a monument to decay. Its grey stone walls were choked by ivy that looked like skeletal fingers, and the air in the library always smelled of damp parchment and old secrets. Clarence sat amidst the ruins of his family's glory, surrounded by leather-bound ledgers that traced a century of failure. Clarence was a man of patterns. He didn't believe in fate; he believed in...
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