The Wistful Letter

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The banquet hall of Blackwood Manor is a cavern of rot and candlelight. You stand at the edge of the long table, your hands trembling not from fear, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the air. It is thick. It tastes of iron and old dust. The guests are a blur of silk and bone. They laugh. The sound is dry, like leaves skittering across a grave. You are the investigator here. You came to...

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