The Faded Chronicle

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The banquet hall of the Grand Meridian Hotel shimmered under a canopy of crystal chandeliers, a suspended galaxy of cold light that reflected in the polished mahogany tables and the upturned, hungry faces of the city’s elite. Elias Thorne sat at the head of the table, his posture rigid, his hands resting flat on the white linen as if to anchor himself against the subtle tremor that had lived in...

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