The Faded Masquerade

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The wagon wheels grind against the frost-hardened gravel of the King’s highway, a rhythmic, mechanical shudder that travels up through the floorboards and settles deep in your bones, a constant, low-frequency hum that drowns out the silence of the forest. You are the master of the guild of clockmakers, a title that once carried the weight of iron and the reverence of the court, but now it feels...

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