The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain did not fall so much as it was forced down, a grey and persistent sheet that erased the boundary between the castle walls and the sky, turning the ancient stone into a slick, weeping mirror that reflected nothing but the dull, muddy light of a Tuesday afternoon that felt less like a day and more like a long, suffocating exhale held in the throat of the world. Sir Julian Ashworth stood...

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