The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The dream began, as it always did in the high, damp chambers of the Abbey of Saint Aldhelm, with the sensation of a glass vessel being slowly, deliberately crushed in the palm of a giant. Waverly, the keeper of the archive, woke not to the chime of the matins but to the sharp, metallic taste of blood on his own tongue, a flavor that suggested he had been biting the inside of his cheek for hours...

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