The Faded Masquerade

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The ink froze in the nib before you could finish the clause. You stared at the black pool forming on the parchment, a small, ugly lake that refused to dry. Three days. Three days since your shadow had left your heels, slithering away like a snake shedding skin, and you had been too busy grinding pigments to notice the absence until the light hit the floor and there was nothing there. Just the...

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