The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The ink on the parchment was not black, but a deep, bruised violet that seemed to pulse with a faint, sickly heat, and it was this heat that drew my eye across the cold stone floor of the cellar where I had been sent to catalogue the estate’s forgotten curiosities, a task assigned by Lord Harrowgate with a smile that did not reach his eyes, a smile that felt like a blade sliding between the...

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