The Faded Masquerade

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The mask sat on the desk before me, its gilded surface dulled by decades of neglect. I was Elias Thorne, forty-two, a Captain in the Royal Guard, and I wanted the promotion to Commander that my father had died without ever achieving. The opposing force was the rigid, corrupt hierarchy that denied merit for lineage, a wall of polished brass and cold eyes that I intended to breach. I found the...

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