The Faded Masquerade

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The rain fell on the cobblestones of Blackwood Lane with a rhythmic, hollow persistence, drumming against the stone walls that enclosed the city in a grey, weeping shroud. Elias Thorne stood at the window of his modest quarters, his back rigid, watching the water gather in the gutters. His left hand hung by his side, the fingers slightly curled, a phantom ache throbbing in the knuckles where...

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