The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The walls of the Blackwood Textile Mill breathed. It was not a metaphor, nor a trick of the gaslight flickering in the high windows. The plaster expanded, a slow, rhythmic heave that pushed against the brickwork, and contracted with a wet, sucking sound that Elias Vane felt vibrating in his molars. He stood in the center of the loom floor, his hands trembling not from the cold, but from the...

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