Act I: The Velvet Shadow
The manor of Blackwood stood upon the jagged cliffs of Cornwall, a skeletal monument of grey stone and ivy that seemed to grow out of the very rock. Within its oppressive walls, the air was thick with the smell of damp earth and ancient secrets. Clara had been brought to Blackwood as a ward, a displaced orphan of a forgotten lineage, destined to live in the periphery of the house’s suffocating...
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