The Faded Masquerade

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The dust in the archive room did not merely settle; it hung in the air like a suspended judgment, a fine, grey powder that coated the tongue and settled into the creases of the skin, demanding to be acknowledged before one could think clearly, before one could breathe without tasting the metallic tang of decay that permeated the low, vaulted ceilings of the county library where I had spent the...

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