The Faded Chronicle

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The rain did not fall so much as it seeped, a cold, grey mist that clung to the walls of the manor house like a shroud, turning the ancient stone into a skin that wept constantly, a perpetual, silent weeping that had continued for three days without pause since the discovery of the rot in the foundation stones, a rot that was not merely structural but seemed to pulse with a dark, rhythmic...

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