The Banquet of Rot
The Blackwood Estate did not sit upon the land; it seemed to be sinking into it. The columns were choked with grey ivy that looked like frozen veins, and the air smelled of damp earth and something sweet, like overripe fruit left to rot in the sun. Lucy had returned to the estate to claim her inheritance, but she found that the house had its own ideas about ownership. The Master of the house, a...
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