The Pale Shadows

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The Pale Shadows

The banquet hall of the Ashworth estate did not smell of wine or roasted pheasant, but of antiseptic and something faintly metallic, like the taste of a penny held under the tongue. It was a smell that seeped into the pores of the silk gowns and the wool of the men’s coats, a pervasive scent of clinical precision that masked the underlying rot of the aristocracy. Margaret Holloway stood at the...

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