The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The tea is cold. You know this because the surface has formed a skin, a thin, grey film that trembles when you breathe. You are sitting in the library of the Ashworth estate, a place that smells of damp wool, old paper, and the faint, sweet rot of apples left too long in the pantry. It is 1924, or perhaps 1930, the dates have blurred together in the fog that clings to the windows, but you are...

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