The Faded Masquerade

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The rain in the city does not wash the streets clean; it merely rearranges the grime, pressing the soot from the chimneys of the old wool merchants into the cobblestones until the city itself feels like a bruise that will not heal, a deep purple shadow that follows you down the narrow, winding arteries of the district where the lanterns flicker with a sickly, jaundiced light, and you stand...

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