The last Prophecy
I The rain had not ceased for eleven days when I found the diary in my sister's study. Catherine had been dead for five years, yet Ashworth House seemed reluctant to release her. Her rooms remained as she left them: the lavender water still on the dressing table, the half-finished embroidery on the chaise, the small brass key locked in the bottom drawer of her escritoire. I had avoided this...
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