The Guardian of the Hollows
The Blackwood Estate did not just decay; it festered. The columns were choked by ivy that looked like strangled veins, and the air always tasted of wet earth and old secrets. Elias had been the butler for forty years, a man of ironed creases and absolute discretion, the last living memory of a family that had long since dissolved into madness and debt. The storm that night was a gothic...
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