The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The iron shrapnel was still singing in the air above the manor house, a high, thin whistle that cut through the thick, damp fog of the Yorkshire moors, and I stood at the center of the courtyard with my hands raised, not in surrender, but in the rigid, geometric posture of one who is trying to hold a shattered world together by the sheer force of will and calculation. The house, a sprawling...

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