The Faded Masquerade

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2026-08-17 14:51:25 -

You are standing in the rain. The coat is wet. It is a heavy thing. A wool blend. Dark grey. It smells of damp wool and old smoke. You hold it tight. Your knuckles are white. The fabric is stiff. It is not just a coat. It is a shell. You are inside the shell. You are safe. Or you think you are safe. The rain hits your face. Cold. Sharp. You do not blink. You are walking down the street. The...

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