The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The granary stood at the edge of the Blackwood Estate, a skeletal monument to a harvest that had long since rotted into the mud, its timber ribs exposed like the vertebrae of a giant beast that had died in the snow and was slowly being picked clean by the wind and the indifferent sky. Elias Thorne stood before the heavy oak doors, his breath pluming in the crisp autumn air, his hands trembling...

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