The Wistful Voyage

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The house burned before the bell rang. It was not a dramatic fire. No flames licked the eaves. No smoke billowed from the chimneys. It was a silent, grey unraveling. The wallpaper peeled. The floorboards groaned and split. The air turned thick with the smell of wet dust and old copper. Marek stood in the center of the library. He held a pen. He had been investigating the house for three days....

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