The Faded Masquerade

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a cold, gray curtain that turned the courtyard of the Blackwood Estate into a mirror of the sky. Elias Thorne stood beneath the eaves, his shoulders hunched against the chill, his fingers white-knuckled around the strap of his leather satchel. Inside that satchel lay the only thing he had left that was worth money: a collection of...

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