The Wistful Skyline

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The dream begins with the smell of lye and the sharp, metallic tang of blood on your tongue, a taste that is not quite red but something older, something that clings to the back of the throat like a forgotten prayer. You are standing in the center of the vast, drafty hall of the Ashworth estate, the floorboards groaning beneath the weight of centuries, and before you lies the garment. It is a...

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