The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The air in the manor was thick with the scent of damp stone and the metallic tang of old blood, a smell you had learned to associate with the very walls that held your breath in check. You stood in the library, the room that served as the heart of the house, its high ceilings disappearing into the shadows where dust motes danced in the shafts of pale afternoon light that filtered through the...

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