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The Faded Ruin

The mist clung to the valley like a shroud that refused to be lifted, and Eleanor Vane walked through it alone, her boots sinking into soil that had swallowed empires. She came to Harrow's End because the letter said it would bring peace. The handwriting on the envelope was unmistakable — her brother Thomas's precise military script, the kind he'd practised since Sandhurst. But Thomas had been...

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