The Faded Masquerade

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The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, grey curtain that blurred the distinction between the windowpane of your study and the world beyond, leaving only a smear of wet earth and the skeletal limbs of the bare oaks that lined the road to the small town of Oakhaven. You are a man of letters, a scholar of comparative mythology, a profession that demands a stillness of spirit which...

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