The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The chandelier in the grand foyer of the Whitmore Estate had been stripped of its crystals long ago, leaving only the bare, rusted iron bones of what had once been a dazzling constellation, hanging there like a skeletal hand reaching for a light that refused to ignite, and I stood beneath its jagged fingers, feeling the cold metal hum against my scalp, a vibration that traveled down my spine...

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