The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The glass cracked before the sky did. I saw it first. A hairline fracture in the pane. It looked like a vein of ice. I wiped the condensation away. My fingers were cold. The room was small. It smelled of damp wool and old paper. We were in the cellar. The air was thick. It tasted of dust. "Did you hear that?" Elias asked. He stood by the far wall. His back was to me. He was tall. Too thin. His...

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