The Faded Masquerade

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The mist in the highlands did not rise; it hung, a stagnant, grey shroud that swallowed the ruins of the chapel where Elara sat alone. She was thirty-two, her hands trembling not from the cold, but from the desperate, primal need to save her husband, Thomas, whose wasting sickness had reduced him to a skeleton wrapped in wool. She sought the Heart of the Vale, a mythical organ rumored to cure...

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