The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The floodwater rose with a slow, muscular patience, swallowing the cobblestones of Millhaven one by one until the world was nothing but a churning, brown mirror reflecting a sky that had forgotten how to be blue. You stood on the roof of the municipal building, your uniform soaked through to the skin, the heavy wool clinging to your ribs like a second, rotting flesh. The rain did not fall so...

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