The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The ivy had swallowed the window of the upper gallery three days before the storm broke, and I sat alone in the shadows, watching the green tendrils pulse with a life that felt less like vegetation and more like the slow, rhythmic breathing of a vast, sleeping beast, its roots digging into the very stones of the manor that had swallowed me whole. I was a man of the law, or at least I had been,...

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