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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,
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Prologue The wind howled through the skeletal trees, rattling their branches like brittle bones. Ivy Greer pulled her coat tighter around her, though the chill that crept along her spine had little to do with the late autumn breeze. She had come to understand Ashford Hollow was a strange place, but tonight, the strangeness pressed
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