The Ledger of a Dying House
The estate of Valmont was a skeletal remain of a once-great dynasty, a sprawling gothic monstrosity of grey stone and weeping willows that seemed to drink the light from the Provençal sky. I have served the Valmonts for forty years, starting as a stable boy and ending as the sole custodian of their decline. I have seen the house breathe, I have seen it bleed, and I have seen it forget. My...
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