The Wistful Show
The mortar is wrong. I said this to Silas, though he was already packing his tools into the leather case. The light in the Blackwood Chapel was failing, a bruised yellow filtering through the grimy clerestory windows, casting long, distorted shadows across the nave. I am Elias Thorne, a licensed spectral architect, and I have spent the last six weeks trying to keep this ruin from collapsing...
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