The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The feast was loud. Candlelight bled into the shadows. Elias sat at the edge. His hands were still. They were bound with rope. No one saw the knots. The hall smelled of roasting meat. And old wine. The King raised his cup. He did not look at Elias. No one did. They ate. They spoke. They forgot the prisoner. Elias held the bowl. It was cold. It was empty. He remembered the field. The rain had...

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