The Faded Portrait

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The bronze-casting clan of Venice kept the canals unnaturally blue, a hue that clung to the water like a bruise, and the smell of hot metal and brine hung over the working docks where the forges never slept, a constant heat that warped the air above the stone. Carmela Lancia, captain of the Night Watch, stood at the edge of the quay, her left hand wrapped in linen that had long since turned...

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