The Faded Masquerade

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The rain in the city did not fall so much as it leaked, a persistent, gray weeping that seeped into the marrow of the stone and the bone of the people who walked beneath the low, bruised sky. Elias Thorne moved through the wet streets of the industrial district with the heavy, deliberate gait of a man carrying a weight that had long since fused to his spine. He was a man who had served his...

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