The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The banquet hall of the Ashworth Manor smelled of roasted pheasant and damp stone, a scent that clung to the heavy velvet drapes and seeped into the very marrow of your bones as you stood in the shadows of the gallery, watching the light from the chandeliers dance across the faces of the guests who did not know you were there, a ghost in a suit that had once fit your frame perfectly before time...

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