The Faded Bouquet
The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the boundary between the moor and the sky, and it was in this suffocating damp that Captain Elias Thorne found the final letter tucked inside the lining of his greatcoat, a slip of paper so fragile it seemed to dissolve under the weight of his own breathing. He had returned to Blackwood Manor not for the...
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