The Faded Masquerade

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The letter lay on the stone table, the ink still wet and smelling of iron. It was a court-martial notice, signed by Colonel Vane, detailing the theft of the Blackspire’s heartstone. You read it twice, your fingers tracing the heavy, bureaucratic font that felt like a weight on your skin. The paper was thin, almost flimsy, but the words carried the mass of a hanging noose. You folded it into a...

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