The Wistful Letter

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended gray mist that clung to the eaves of Blackwood Hall and seeped into the bones of the house, settling into the floorboards and the heavy velvet drapes with the persistence of a debt that could never be fully paid. "You must eat, Thomas," said Eleanor, her voice a sharp, brittle thing that cut through the damp silence of the dining...

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