The Faded Masquerade

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Thorne, you’re still here? The voice came from the doorway, thin and sharp as a wire cutter, belonging to a young man whose boots were caked in the grey sludge of the district’s wet season. Elias did not look up. His hands were deep in the belly of a linden block, the chisel biting into the grain with a sound that was less a cut and more a tear, a fibrous giving way that echoed in the hollow of...

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