The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The old house at the edge of the moor did not so much exist as it permeated the air, a heavy, breathing presence that seemed to draw the light from the afternoon sun and keep it captive in its darkened rooms, where the shadows stretched like wet fingers across the floorboards, seeking warmth that had long since evaporated from the marrow of the walls. Thomas sat in the corner of the attic, his...

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