The Wistful Skyline

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The fog in the valley did not lift; it merely thinned, like milk poured into water, revealing the jagged teeth of the pine trees that crowded the edges of the old Ashworth estate. I sat on the cold stone floor of the library, my legs crossed beneath me, watching the dust motes dance in the single shaft of light that pierced the gloom. It was a light that seemed to have no source, a pale,...

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