The fog clung to the Cornish cliffs like a shroud, thick and...

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The fog clung to the Cornish cliffs like a shroud, thick and suffocating, wrapping around the crumbl

The Wound That Never Heals The fog clung to the Cornish cliffs like a shroud, thick and suffocating, wrapping around the crumbling stones of Harrington Manor as it had for three hundred years. Inside, James Harrington sat in his armchair by the dying fire, staring at nothing. The walls around him were papered in faded damask that peeled at the corners, and the floorboards groaned under the...

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