The Faded Masquerade

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2026-08-18 11:13:35 -

You are standing in the hall now. The air is thick. It smells of damp wool and old wax. The chandelier above is a jagged thing. Glass shards hang from it like frozen tears. They do not shine. They catch the light and break it. The floor is marble. It is cold under your boots. You can feel the chill rising. It goes up your shins. It settles in your bones. Do not look up yet. Look at your hands....

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