The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The road was red. Not with blood, though there was plenty of that, but with the crushed bones of a thousand forgotten kings. Thomas walked. His boots sank deep into the marrow of the earth. He was a soldier. He had been a soldier for a hundred years. Or perhaps a minute. Time was a loose thread here, unraveling in the wind. He carried a bag. It was small. Leather. Worn smooth by hands that no...

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