The Faded Masquerade

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You are standing in the marrow of a cathedral that breathes, the air thick with the scent of ozone and old dust, your armor clinking softly against the ribs of a world that has forgotten how to die. The floor beneath your boots is not stone but solidified shadow, vibrating with a low, subsonic hum that you feel in your teeth, in the hollows of your bones, a resonance that suggests this place is...

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