The Faded Masquerade

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The mask slipped. It landed on the stone floor with a dull crack. Edward stared at it. The porcelain face was split down the middle. The left eye was intact. The right was gone. A jagged white shard. "Pick it up," said the Duke. He did not move. His boots were stuck in the mud. Or perhaps in the blood. It was hard to tell. The light was low. Candles sputtered in iron sconces. Shadows danced on...

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