The Wistful Campus

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The road to Blackwood Manor was less a path than a scar cut into the heath, and I walked it with the heavy, deliberate steps of a man who had already decided to die. I was Elias Thorne, thirty-two years old, a border warden for the Crown, and I carried with me the weight of a family name that had begun to rot from the inside out. My uncle, Silas, had been the previous warden, a man who had...

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