The Wistful Letter

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The banquet hall of the Thornwood manor did not smell of roasted pheasant or spiced wine, as the guests who had wandered in from the foggy moors might have expected, but instead of the wet, metallic tang of crushed leaves and old blood, a scent that clung to the velvet drapes and seeped into the pores of every soul present, a pervasive aroma that announced before a single word was spoken that...

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