The Faded Masquerade

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The bells of St. Jude’s did not ring for the dead. They rang for the living who refused to die. The sound was a physical blow. It shattered the quiet of the alley. It cracked the air. Edward Ashworth stood in the mud. His boots sank deep. The sludge was cold. It was black. It smelled of rot and old blood. He looked up. The moon was a pale eye. It watched him. He did not blink. He was a seeker....

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