The Faded Masquerade

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The hall of the Ashworth estate did not merely smell of roasted boar and spiced wine; it exhaled a heavy, cloying perfume of ancient anxiety and burnt tallow, a scent that seemed to cling to the velvet draperies and seep into the marrow of the stone floor. Here, beneath the vaulted ceiling where shadows pooled like stagnant water, the masquerade had reached its zenith, a feverish celebration...

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