The Pale Tale

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The Pale Tale

The feast was a lie told in silver and linen. It was a lie you had helped to construct, plate by plate, your hands steady as you arranged the roasted pheasants and the towers of spun sugar that mimicked the spires of the cathedral outside. The Great Hall of the Ashworth estate, usually a cavern of cold stone and damp silence, was now alive with the heat of two hundred candles. The air was...

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