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THE LAST LIGHT OF NEW CARTHAGE
I found Grandfather's diary in the cellar on a Tuesday in October, 1872. The house was cold—the...
The Puppet's Gambit
The rain in New York didn't wash anything away; it only made the grime shine. Marcus leaned...
The Glass Ceiling
The Glass Ceiling
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The fog had been thick since dawn, the kind of London fog that swallows gas...
The Symphony of Broken Wings
The piano in the back room of the Small's Paradise club smelled of whiskey and sweat and...
The Gilded Cage
Act I: The Shattering (20%)
The heavy velvet curtains of the manor didn't just block the...