The Wistful Crossroads

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The velvet lining of the coat was a deep, bruised purple, the kind that seemed to absorb the light from the chandeliers rather than reflect it, and you had worn it so many times that the fabric had stretched at the elbows and frayed at the cuffs, revealing the coarse wool beneath like a secret shame. It was a garment that had once belonged to a man of consequence, a figure who moved through the...

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