The Aesthete's Return
V-10: The Aesthete's Return Act I Sebastian Ashworth arrived at Waterloo Station on a Tuesday in October with a single leather trunk and a mind full of things that had no name in English. Fourteen years in India had done something to him. It had given him a taste for things the merchants of London could not comprehend. He had learned to see color the way a man learns to hear music. He had...
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