The Faded Masquerade

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2026-08-20 09:33:29 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a grey, suspended mist that clung to the high windows of the Blackwood Manor and turned the world outside into a blurred, indistinct smear of mud and dying leaves. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of beeswax and old paper, a smell that seemed to settle into the bones of the man who stood alone in the center of the grand ballroom, his back to...

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