The Faded Masquerade

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The glass in the crucible was turning the color of bruised plums, a deep, ominous violet that Elias Thorne had spent three nights trying to achieve. He stood before the furnace in the back of his workshop in Oakhaven, the heat pressing against his face like a physical weight, sweat stinging the cuts on his forearms. His hands, steady for twenty years, trembled now with a faint, rhythmic...

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