The Faded Masquerade

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The rain had ceased, leaving the cobblestones of the High Street slick with a sheen that mirrored the gray sky above, a perfect, distorted reflection of the world that had just judged him. Alistair stood alone in the shadow of the old granary, the heavy oak door of the Guildhall still echoing in his ears with the weight of the accusation. He was a man built for the road, for the clash of steel...

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