The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The fog in Oakhaven did not lift; it settled, thick and gray, pressing against the windows of the Thorne estate like a living thing seeking entry. Elias Thorne stood in the doorway of the study, his coat still damp from the crossing, the heavy iron key cold in his hand, while the village below whispered its old fears into the mist. He had come for the deed, a simple matter of legal inheritance,...

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