The Faded Masquerade

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The fire took the west wing of the Ashworth manor before the sun had fully crested the grey ridge of the Yorkshire moors, a sudden and violent exhalation of smoke that choked the pale morning air and turned the sky above the estate into a bruised and swollen thing. Thomas Ashworth stood in the courtyard, his boots caked in the wet mud of the night’s rain, watching the timber beams of the...

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