The Wistful Incense

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2026-08-20 01:56:42 -

The carriage stopped. The wheels groaned against the cobblestone. Silence followed. It was heavy. It was wet. Eleanor stepped out. Her boots sank into the mud. The air smelled of rot and iron. She pulled her collar up. The cold bit. It was sharp. It was clean. The abbey stood before her. It was a ruin. The stones were black. The ivy was dead. It hung like shroud. The windows were empty eyes....

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