The Faded Masquerade

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The shattering of the glass jar on the pavement of St. Jude’s Square was not a sound, but a violence. It stopped the blood in Elias Thorne’s veins, a sudden, cold halt that replaced the rhythmic thumping of his pulse with a ringing silence. He stood in the middle of the cobblestones, his hands empty, his fingers stained with the thick, amber residue of the tonic he had been carrying. Around...

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