The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The banquet hall of the Blackwood estate did not smell of roasting meats or spiced wine, but of wet wool and the distinct, metallic tang of old blood that had seeped into the floorboards decades ago, a scent that clung to the air like a persistent, unwelcome guest who refused to leave when the party ended. It was a night of such suffocating grandeur that the chandeliers, heavy with crystal,...

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