You remember our venerable house, opulent and imperial. Our every step unsettled the ancient earth, but we were in a realm of death and madness! In the end, I alone fled, laughing and wailing, through those blackened arcades of antiquity, until consciousness failed me. At last, in the salt-soaked crags beneath the lowest foundations, we unearthed that damnable portal of antediluvian evil. With relic and ritual, I bent every effort towards the excavation and recovery of those long buried secrets, exhausting what remained of our family fortune on. Singular unsettling tales suggested the mansion itself was a gateway to some fabulous and unnameable power. I lived all my years in that ancient rumor-shadowed manor, fattened by decadence and luxury. You remember our venerable house, opulent and imperial, gazing proudly from its stoic perch above the moor.
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