The Faded Paradox

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The Faded Paradox

The hall of the Guild of St. Jude rang with the clatter of pewter and the low, thrumming murmur of men who had eaten too well. It was a feast for the autumn equinox, a tradition older than the stone walls that enclosed them. In the center of the long oak table sat Alderman Thomas Whitmore, his face flushed with wine, his eyes bright with a predatory satisfaction. He was a man of great weight,...

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