The Wistful Show
The fog in the valley does not lift; it settles into the bones of the house, a cold, damp shroud that smells of wet wool and old stone. You know this well, for you are the Keeper of the Hearth, the last of the wise men in the estate of Sir Thomas Bradshaw, a man whose name is spoken with a reverence that feels less like respect and more like fear. It is a heavy thing, to be feared by those who...
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