The Faded Masquerade

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The mist in the highlands does not rise; it presses, a cold, wet hand against the face, swallowing the world in a gray, suffocating blanket that smells of rotting peat and iron. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two years old, a border warden whose uniform is stained with the grime of a pursuit that has lasted three years, and you are hunting a ghost who wears the face of your dead sister, Clara....

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