The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

In the half-light of the dormitory, where the rain drummed a erratic, metallic rhythm against the single pane of glass, Elias Thorne woke not to the sound of the storm, but to the taste of iron on his tongue. It was a thick, coppery sludge that coated the roof of his mouth, heavy and undeniable, smelling of old pennies and rusted hinges. He sat up, the wool blanket sliding from his shoulders,...

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