The Faded Masquerade

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The dream began, as it often did in those final, feverish weeks before the court’s final judgment, with the sound of glass shattering, a crystalline scream that cut through the heavy, sulfurous air of the mill town of Oakhaven, where the smoke from the chimneys hung low and thick against the sky like a shroud that refused to lift, settling into the lungs of the workers and the women who waited...

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