The Gilded Cage of Clara Vance
Act 1: The Spark Arthur Penhaligon lived in a silence so profound it felt like a physical weight upon his shoulders. A widower of five years, he resided in a sprawling, drafty manor in the outskirts of London, where the fog clung to the windowpanes like a damp shroud. His days were a monotonous loop of ledger books and lukewarm tea, his only company the ticking of a grandfather clock that...
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