The Distant Promise

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The chandelier hangs low. It is a beast of crystal. It bites the air. You stand in the center of the room. The floorboards creak under your weight. They are old wood. They are tired. You are tired. "Look at you," says Mr. Ashworth. He stands by the door. He holds a glass of wine. The wine is red. It is dark. "Look at your hands." You look at your hands. They are small. They are white. They are...

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