The Faded Frequency

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Blackwood Manor does not decay; it digests. The fog presses against the windows like a living thing, thick and gray, erasing the boundary between the manor and the wild moor beyond. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, a border warden with twenty years of service etched into the lines of your face. You want only to keep Mara safe, to hold the line against the creeping rot that eats the foundations...

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