The Faded Masquerade

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The rain fell like a curse on the cobblestones of Oakhaven, slicking the black flagstones until they mirrored the bruised sky. Silas Vane did not feel the cold. He felt only the heat of the iron in his hand and the thrum of his own pulse, a heavy, dull drumbeat echoing in his ears. Around him, the market square was a chaos of shouting merchants and fleeing children, but Silas moved through it...

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