The Wistful Saga
The estate of Blackwood Hall did not merely stand upon the hill; it dominated the valley with a silicate permanence that seemed to defy the entropy of time, a monolithic structure of limestone and iron that had watched three centuries of generations rise, wither, and crumble into the red clay beneath its foundations. It was a building that breathed with the slow, geological rhythm of the earth,...
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