The fog came down over the Yorkshire moors like a shroud being...

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The fog came down over the Yorkshire moors like a shroud being drawn across the world. Julian Ashworth stood at the window of his room in Blackwater Hall and watched it swallow the hills, one ridge at a time.

He had been here three months and seventeen days. He counted the days because counting was one of the few things he could still control. Below him, in the darkness that lay beneath the hall like a secret, the arena waited. Julian turned from the window and looked at Silas, who lay on the stone floor by the fireplace. The silver fox was almost fully grown now, its fur holding the moonlight even...

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