The Faded Photograph

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The banquet hall of the Ashworth Manor, situated in the jagged, coal-dusted heart of the industrial Midlands, smelled of roasted pheasant and the metallic tang of old copper pipes. You stood at the edge of the room, a small, silent figure in a dress of severe grey wool, watching the light from the gas chandeliers reflect off the polished silverware. The air was thick with the hum of...

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