The Wistful Incense

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The champagne was cold, which was a pity, because the ice had long since melted into a brine that tasted of regret and stale sugar. You stood in the center of the dining room of the Ashworth estate, surrounded by the kind of laughter that sounded like dry leaves skittering across pavement. It was a banquet for the newly appointed Provost, a man whose smile was so tight it seemed to be holding...

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