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Blogmas: A Haunted Holiday Pt 1

"I'll not have it this year," Lady Allerton stood stiffly in the entrance to the parlor, hands folded, chin raised just so. Her tone was light, almost pleasant, but her clenched jaw told them that she meant business. The sack of gold on the tea table didn't hurt either. "This thing," the word seemed to… Continue reading Blogmas: A Haunted Holiday Pt 1