The Dust Bride
The house at the end of Blackwood Lane did not just decay; it surrendered. The porch sagged like a tired shoulder, and the ivy strangled the brickwork in a slow, green execution. Inside, Silas lived among the echoes of a family that had spent a century perfecting the art of misery. Silas was a man of desperate hope. He believed in the "Great Correction"—the idea that the universe owed him a...
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