The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The air in the chapel of Saint Jude tasted of wet stone and old incense, a scent that had permeated the very mortar of the walls over three centuries. Elias Thorne adjusted his spectacles, the brass rims catching the dim, flickering light of the single tallow candle that burned on the altar. He was a man of precise measurements and quiet habits, a conservator of textiles whose fingers had spent...

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