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The Hollowed Veil

The morning air hung thick with the scent of rain-soaked earth and decaying leaves, a cloying perfume that clung to Clara’s coat as she stepped off the rusted bus. The town of Blackmoor sprawled before her, its crooked buildings leaning…

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