The Wistful Incense
The word "Arthur" hangs in the air, spoken by a voice that belongs to no one in particular, a summons that pulls you out of the deep, humming dark of the archive and into the stark, fluorescent light of the present. You are Arthur, fifty-two years old, a junior archivist at the Halloway Estate, and your life has narrowed to a single, desperate task: cataloging the final year of the late Lord...
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