The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain did not fall so much as it was exhaled from the bruised purple sky, a heavy, suffocating vapor that clung to the cobblestones of the ancient city like a shroud. In the highest tower of the Citadel, a structure so old its foundations had sunk into the earth until only the uppermost spires remained visible above the mist, Elias Thorne stood with his back to the door. He held in his hands...

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