The Faded Masquerade

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Chapter One Could a man buy back his voice with his own blood? Vaino Korhonen asked the question to the empty road, the cracked obsidian mask pressed against his chest like a cold stone. He was thirty-two, a coffin maker in a parish that smelled of pine sap and wet wool, and he had left Aethelgard with nothing but the mask and the debt of his silence. The city’s prejudice against "tainted"...

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