The Faded Masquerade

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The moth had been pinned to the corkboard for three days, its wings spread in a rigid, grotesque prayer, and Elias Thorne could not stop staring at the way the scales were missing, flaking off like snow that had never melted, leaving behind a parchment-thin translucence that seemed to absorb the light of the office rather than reflect it. He sat in his chair, the leather creaking beneath the...

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