Ashes of Memory

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Ashes of Memory

The fog pressed against the windows of Blackwood Academy like a living thing, thick and suffocating, the kind of London fog that seeps into your bones and tells you the world outside has ended and you are already inside the end. Isabella Wentworth stood at the window of her dormitory room and watched it. She was twelve years old, wrapped in a pinafore dress that had been her mother's sister's,...

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