The Faded Masquerade

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The rain had been falling since dawn, a grey, relentless curtain that turned the cobblestones of Harrow Creek into mirrors of the sky. Elias Vane walked with his hands in the pockets of his wool coat, the fabric stiff with damp, feeling the cold seep through to his bones. He was a man who had spent thirty years serving the law, his spine curved not by age but by the weight of cases that did not...

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