The Spirit of Whitby
ACT I: THE DISCOVERY The Yorkshire moors breathed their last sighs beneath a sky the colour of tarnished silver. Henry Ashworth stood at the edge of the ruined abbey, his boots sinking into centuries of peat and forgotten prayers. He had come to survey the estate his father left him, to catalogue what remained after three generations of neglect. What he found instead would unravel the careful...
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