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... or decades, but someone was still lighting candles in the west wing.
She’d seen it herself—through cracked windows and moonlight: a single room glowing faintly every night at precisely 2:16 a.m.
She was drawn to it.
The manor, once called Edevane House, had belonged to a painter whose name had been erased from local records. Only one artifact remained—a massive, dust-caked portrait that hung in the parlor like a warning. Covered in a velvet drape, its frame was taller tha ...
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