The Faded Guest
The road is muddy. You walk. The rain has stopped. The air is cold. It smells of wet stone and old wood. You are a scholar. You are tired. You carry a satchel. Inside the satchel is a book. It is your only possession. You are walking to the estate of Lord Blackwood. He has summoned you. He wants your help. Or he wants your silence. You do not know which. It does not matter. You are far from...
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