Chapter Seven: Ash and Ink

Her fingers trembled as she opened the first page. The handwriting was slanted, elegant, and unmistakably hers.

March 13th, 1792

Northumberland

*The wolves have returned. I saw them last night near the cliffs. One met my gaze and did not run. I know what Grandmother said—that our blood remembe...

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