The Faded Masquerade

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The rain hit the cobblestones like a drumroll. It was a wet sound. A heavy, gray drumroll. Elias stood in the alley. His coat was soaked. The leather was stiff. Cold water ran down his spine. He waited. The city breathed around him. Steam rose from the grates. It twisted like ghosts. The fog was thick. It swallowed the lights. It swallowed the streets. It swallowed him. He checked his weapon....

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