The Faded Masquerade

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You dream of rain falling on slate, a steady, rhythmic tapping that sounds less like water and more like the ticking of a clock counting down the seconds until your bones break. In this dream, you are not the weary sergeant of the Night Watch, standing in the drafty hallway of the old Blackwood Manor, but a figure draped in a velvet mask, the fabric so dark it seems to drink the dim light of...

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