The Faded Masquerade

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You wake with the taste of iron and old stone in your mouth, the air so thick it feels like swallowing wool. You are not in your bed. You are not in the world you know. The ceiling above you is carved oak, black with age, and a single candle burns in a sconce of wrought iron, its flame trembling as if the room itself is holding its breath. You are wearing a dress of heavy blue velvet, the...

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