The Golden Suspect
The chronicle of your tenure at the Blackwood estate is not a narrative of events but a catalog of failures to perceive, a litany of scholarly errors committed in the quiet, dust-moted air of the library where you spent your final autumn. You were the resident archivist, a man of considerable renown in the circles of early modern textual analysis, hired by the reclusive heir, Julian Blackwood,...
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