The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, gray curtain that turned the moor into a slurry of mud and peat, and it was this relentless water that had finally washed away the last of the old stones from the perimeter of the manor. I remember the sound of them sliding into the ditch, a low, grinding moan that sounded like the house itself was sighing in its sleep. We were not supposed to...

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