The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The first thing you notice is the smell of wet wool and old paper, a scent that clings to the back of your throat like a bad taste. You are standing in the office of Lord Ashworth, the man who owns half of the district and all of your silence. The room is vast, lined with shelves that bow under the weight of leather-bound volumes, and the air is still, thick with the dust of a century that...

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