The Distant Summer

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The hall was a cavern of stone and shadow, lit only by the guttering tallow of a hundred candelabras that trembled in the draft rising from the floor grates, and in the center of this vast, echoing expanse stood Julian Ashworth, a man who had spent the last decade of his life believing that his soul was a vessel meant to be filled with the blood of others, a belief so deep and calcified that it...

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