The Faded Masquerade

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Elias. The word hung in the stagnant air of the library, not as a name but as a summons from a past that refused to die. It was not spoken by a living throat, yet it carried the weight of his father’s voice, that low, gravelly baritone that had once commanded the manor before the silence took it. Elias Thorne sat hunched over the oak desk, his fifty-year-old body a map of tremors, his fingers...

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