The Horror of Godwin's Tomb- Chapter 18
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“They are truly beautiful. Terrible, yes, but beautiful all the same. Vellum and iron-gall ink, nearly five hundred years old, perfectly preserved. They came with her from Hungary, along with the black spirit board. The only treasures she could smuggle in across the Continent that she could never bear to sell, even if it guaranteed her survival. She brought them forth, then, from her rosewood chest, which she always kept locked. I’d never seen them before; they were that precious to her, that important. This is power, she told me. True power. Over life and death itself. And I believed her. I always did.”
Wife Guy Alistair C Blackwood
In all seriousness, I think the end of this chapter is my favorite piece of the book


















