The Faded Masquerade

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2026-08-24 12:42:01 -

The rain did not fall so much as it was pressed against the glass of the Ironspire Watchtower, a relentless, gray static that blurred the line between the courtyard and the sky. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the administrative wing, his boots heavy with the wet concrete dust, waiting for the sound of Colonel Halloway’s footsteps to echo up the spiral stair. He was thirty-four years old, a...

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