The Wistful Throne

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In the dim, amber-hued quiet of the study, where the dust motes danced like suspended galaxies in the slanting afternoon light, Arthur Penhaligon sat with his back against the headboard of the mahogany bed, his hands trembling not from cold, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that had finally, irrevocably, settled upon him like a burial shroud, as if the very air had congealed...

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