The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The silence in the cell was not an absence of sound but a heavy, living thing, a gray velvet curtain drawn tight over the mouth of the world, and within this suffocating quiet, Elias Thorne sat with his hands folded in his lap, his fingers interlaced so tightly that the knuckles had turned the color of old parchment, a map of his own endurance etched in the whiteness of bone beneath the skin....

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