Rose and the Key, The

Rose and the Key, The

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The level light of a summer sunset, over a broad heath, is brightening its brown undulations with a melancholy flush, and turning all the stalks of heather in the foreground into twisted sticks of gold. More info →
Carmilla

Carmilla

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In Styria, we, though by no means magnificent people, inhabit a castle, or schloss. More info →
Uncle Silas

Uncle Silas

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It was winter - that is, about the second week in November - and great gusts were rattling at the windows, and wailing and thundering among our tall trees and ivied chimneys - a very dark night, and a very cheerful fire blazing, a pleasant mixture of good More info →