The Bloom of Ruin
The Chateau de Valmont did not simply decay; it surrendered to the earth with a theatrical, agonizing slowness. In the heart of the French countryside, the manor stood as a skeletal monument to a lineage of decadence. Adrian, the last scion of the Valmonts, walked through the corridors where the air was thick with the scent of damp stone and something sickly sweet, like lilies left too long in...
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