The Abbey of Broken Hearts

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The Abbey of Broken Hearts I. The moor stretched before Julian Cavendish like a wound that would never close. Rain fell in sheets, cold enough to numb the fingers within minutes, cold enough to make the very air feel like glass. He had been walking since dawn, three days and nights of walking through mud and bracken and the occasional skeletal birch that seemed to lean away from him as he...

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