Sample V-11: The Whispers of Blackwood

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(Style A: Gothic) The manor of Blackwood stood like a rotting tooth against the grey skyline of the English moors, a place where the wind didn't blow—it wailed. Julian was the last of his line, a youth of porcelain skin and hollow eyes, bound to the house by a duty that felt more like a curse. His mother, the Lady Eleanor, lay in the east wing, her consciousness drifting in a sea of opium and...

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