The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The chandelier above you is cracked. You know this because you have looked up at it for forty years. You are standing in the center of the grand hall of the Whitmore Manor, the air thick with the scent of roasted pheasant and expensive perfume. The party is in full swing. It is a feast of excess. Crystal glasses clink. Laughter rings off the high ceilings, sharp and bright as shrapnel. You wear...

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