The Faded Masquerade

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2026-08-17 18:35:05 -

The town of Oakhaven slept in a heavy, violet twilight, but your watch had not yet ended. You stood at the edge of the town square, the cobblestones slick with rain that smelled of ozone and old iron. The festival of the Veil had begun. It was a night for masks, for hiding the face behind the grotesque or the divine. You wore no mask. You wore only the grey uniform of the peacekeeper, the...

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