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The Obsidian Calculus of Blackwood Manor The fog did not so much descend upon Blackwood Manor as exude from it, as though the house itself were sweating centuries of damp stone and suppressed dread. Alistair Blackwood watched it from the library window, his breath making ghosts upon the cold glass. Below, the moor stretched like a wounded animal—grey, bleeding mist, utterly indifferent to the...
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