The Faded Masquerade

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The air inside the newly consecrated Chapel of St. Jude was thick with the scent of beeswax and the heavy, cloying perfume of the Bishop’s court, a suffocating mixture that pressed against Elias’s lungs as he stood in the shadow of the great eastern arch, his hands still dusted with the white grit of the final polishing. He had spent three years hunched over the scaffolding, his back aching,...

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