The Faded Masquerade

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The mist did not merely obscure the border of Aethelgard; it judged it. Elias Thorne felt the dampness settle into his bones, a cold weight that pressed against his ribs like a hand. He was forty years old, his face a map of wind and hunger, and he carried with him nothing but the memory of a name that had been stolen from him. The Kingdom of Aethelgard was a place where the earth itself kept...

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