The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The coal dust did not just settle in the lungs of the miners of Blackwood Hall; it settled in the marrow, in the very grain of the wood that held up the ceilings of the manor, turning the grandeur of the industrial age into a suffocating, gray shroud that no amount of polishing could ever remove. It was a Tuesday in late November, the kind of day where the fog from the river clung to the eaves...

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