The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The rain has been falling on the slate roofs of Whitmore Abbey for three days now, a grey, relentless curtain that blurs the line between the sky and the stone. You stand in the corridor of the Inquisitor’s Hall, your fingers tracing the dampness that seeps through the floorboards, feeling the cold bite into the knuckles. It is a dampness that tastes of iron and old rot, a scent that clings to...

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