gothic fiction
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Chapter Two The attic was cramped and dust-laden; the lingering scent of aged wood enveloped the lost things that sat idly about. Ivy hadn’t expected to find much up here, besides a few boxes of forgotten junk, but the old white cloth suspended off in the corner caught her eye immediately. At first, the phantom
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Chapter One – Part Two Her new cottage was nestled on the south side of Ashford Hollow, where the town’s glow faded into a lush, green forest. The north-facing stone was covered in creeping ivy, showing subtle signs of wear from the changing seasons. The slanted roof housed dense pools of moss, and the windows,