The Clockwork Ruin (V-05)
The manor of Blackwood sat upon the edge of a crumbling cliff in the Georgia backcountry, a skeletal monument to a glory that had rotted away a century ago. Inside, Silas Thorne moved through the dust-moted halls like a ghost that had forgotten how to leave. He was three hundred years old, though his skin remained as smooth as polished marble, a byproduct of the "Chronos Elixir" he had...
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