The Distant Promise
The house breathes. You hear it in the creak of the floorboards, in the sigh of the wind against the high, narrow windows. It is a sound you have come to know as intimately as your own pulse. You are here because you are a scholar of architecture, or so you tell yourself. You are here to study the structural integrity of this Victorian monstrosity, a place of sharp angles and deep shadows that...
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