The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The air in the Grand Hall of the Ironworks tasted of coal dust and roasted pheasant, a thick, cloying mixture that settled in the lungs like a fine, grey silt, choking the vibrant color from the world and reducing the bustling crowd of men in top hats and women in silks to a monochromatic smear of anxiety and greed, where the noise of the conversation was not a sound but a physical weight, a...

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