The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The air in the parlor of the Blackwood Manor tasted of wet ash and old paper, a thick, cloying scent that seemed to coat the tongue as one sipped the thin, lukewarm tea. It was a night when the industrial fog had rolled in from the river, swallowing the gas lamps of the town until the world outside the stained-glass windows was reduced to a murky, breathing gray. Arthur Penhaligon, a man whose...

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