The Faded Masquerade

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The road into the valley of the Ashwood Hills was not a path but a wound in the earth, a ragged line of mud and stone that wept under the relentless, cold gray sky, and Mabel walked it with the heavy, rhythmic drag of her boots, each step a small act of war against the suction of the ground, her breath pluming in the frigid air like the smoke of a extinguished candle, carrying with her not a...

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