The Faded Ruin

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The Faded Ruin

The porcelain shard is cold in your hand, a sliver of bone-white clay with a jagged edge that bites into the flesh of your thumb. You are twelve years old, Elias, and the year is 1893, a soot-choked winter in the industrial heart of the capital. You hold the piece of your sister Clara’s mask, the one she wore during the Winter Solstice Masquerade, three days before the fever took her. The...

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