The Faded Masquerade

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The prescription pad lay on the kitchen counter, the paper white and stark against the dark granite. Elias Thorne stared at the scrawled list of herbs and dosages, the ink still wet, a small black stain spreading like an oil slick. He did not pick it up. He did not need to. He knew the weight of it, the cost of it, the specific, bitter taste of surrender that Mara was trying to feed him. The...

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