The Blackwood Observation
PART I: THE FIRST SIGHTING Spring 1890. Blackwood Manor, the English countryside. The library smelled of mildew and old paper, the walls hung with portraits of men who had died poor and proud, and Lord Sebastian Blackwood sat alone with his insomnia and his telescopes and the terrible knowledge that was slowly eating him alive from the inside. He had not slept more than three hours in a row for...
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