The Blackwood Prophecy

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Act I: The Gathering Storm Edmund Blackwood woke on the moor at dawn with the taste of wet earth in his mouth and no memory of how he had gotten there. The fog clung to the heather like breath on glass. He pushed himself up on elbows that ached with the damp cold and found himself three miles from Blackwood Manor, his boots caked in mud, his coat torn at the shoulder where a gorse bush had...

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