The Wistful Voyage

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The stone here does not merely sit; it drinks. I have felt it in the marrow of my bones for forty years, a slow, silent theft of heat that leaves the joints brittle and the breath shallow. It is the nature of High Hall, this ancient estate where the masonry is old enough to remember the kings who laid its first courses, and it has claimed three masons before me, each one found stiff in their...

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