The Scent of the Abyss

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The Blackwood Lighthouse stood on a jagged finger of rock that clawed at the Atlantic, a lonely sentinel in a world of grey salt and screaming gulls. For Elias, the lighthouse was not a beacon of hope, but a prison of memory. He was the son of the previous keeper, born into a lineage of solitude and salt. His life had been marked by a recurring nightmare. Two women had come to the lighthouse...

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