The Faded Portrait

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The great hall of the Whitmore Textile Mill did not smell of wool or dye, but of stale lavender and the metallic tang of old blood, a scent that clung to the heavy velvet drapes which hung in suffocating folds from the high, soot-stained rafters, obscuring the windows through which the grey November light of 1893 filtered in like a sickly liquid, casting long, distorted shadows across the...

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