The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The chandelier above Elias Thorne’s head was a cage of crystal, refracting the candlelight of the masquerade into a thousand fractured, weeping stars that danced upon the faces of the town councilmen and the elite of Ashworth. Elias stood at the center of the ballroom, his glassblower’s hands, still stained with the residue of silica and sweat, tucked into the pockets of his velvet coat,...

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