The Faded Chronicle

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The hall of Ashworth Manor smelled of beeswax and old dust, a scent that seemed to cling to the rafters like a second skin. It was a night of feasting, though the feast was a pale imitation of the grandeur that had once defined this house. Candles guttered in iron sconces, casting long, trembling shadows that danced across the tapestries, where faded kings and queens gazed down with eyes that...

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