The Wistful Throne

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2026-08-18 16:17:20 -

The morning the house was sold, Margaret stood in the center of the empty drawing room, holding her wedding shawl in her hands as if it were a sleeping child. The fabric was a heavy, dark wool, dyed a deep, bruised purple that had faded over the decades into a muted, dignified gray. It was the only thing she had packed for herself, a singular anchor in a sea of moving boxes and auctioneer’s...

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