The Faded Masquerade

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The kilns in the lower quarter burned hot enough to crack the loess cliffs where the dwellings were carved, a constant, gritty heat that settled in the lungs of every man who worked the border. The air smelled of wet clay and woodsmoke, and the sound of hammers on iron rang out over the creaking of the drying racks. Guenter Braun stood in the mud of the King’s Keep courtyard, his sword raised...

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