The Faded Masquerade

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2026-08-20 19:22:06 -

The ink was black. It stained the fingers. It smelled of iron and dried blood. I kept the vial in my pocket, close to the heat of my hip. The road was mud. The rain had stopped, but the air still held the weight of the storm. I walked. My boots dragged through the slush. Each step was a labor. I was a soldier. I wore the grey cloak of the King’s Guard. The emblem on my chest was a shield. It...

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