The Faded Masquerade

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The bellows of the blacksmith’s forge exhaled a long, shuddering breath of smoke into the twilight, curling upward to join the perpetual, low-hanging mist that clung to the roots of the ancient oaks surrounding the village of Oakhaven, a place where the boundary between the living world and the spectral residue of history had long since eroded into a permeable, humming membrane that allowed the...

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