The Wistful Voyage

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The silence in the Undercroft was not merely an absence of sound but a physical weight, a dense, velvet curtain that pressed against the eardrums and settled into the marrow, a suffocating blanket woven from centuries of dust and the accumulated, unspoken griefs of the dead. Arthur Penhaligon sat in the center of the stone chamber, his back rigid against the cold dampness of the wall, his hands...

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