The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The fog in Blackwood Mill did not behave as fog should. It did not drift in from the river, nor did it lift with the morning sun. It sat heavy and still in the basement, a thick, gray wool that smelled of wet iron and old dust. Elias Thorne sat in the center of this stillness, his back against the cold stone wall, his hands resting on his knees. He was a man who had crossed an ocean to escape...

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