The Faded Masquerade

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Thorne. The name hung in the air of the Guild hall, heavy and wet, like a damp cloak pulled off a man’s shoulders. Elias stood before the desk, his fingers digging into the leather straps of his sword belt until the knuckles whitened. Across the oak table, Guildmaster Halloway did not look up from the ledger he was balancing. He turned a page, the sound sharp and dry, and continued writing. The...

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