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The House in the Wood
Elaine strolled up the winding path, overgrown and shadowed by ancient oak and willow. The shiny bronze placard on the gate in the stone wall assured that this was Spinner's End. She gently let the large doorknocker thud against the dark wooden door. It seemed to echo through the house. The man who opened the door surprised her: tall, pale and leaning on a solid, dark staff.
A small smile crinkled the edges of his mouth. "Miss Corbenic, right on time." His voice was deep, resonant and slightly husky. As he turned aside, she saw thick scarring at his throat.
Bronze, #71