Torphichen Preceptory

Through the door, I marched with purpose, but not the me I’m now. A taunting voice cried, “I know who you are, love.” I glanced around for an explanation. None was found. “I can’t wait to tell the others you’re here.” High above, in a window, an apparition peered out.

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