The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The kiln breathed a low, rhythmic hiss, the sound of a sleeping beast that had not eaten in days. Elias Thorne stood before the opening, his face illuminated by the dying orange glow of the interior, the heat pressing against his skin like a physical weight. He was a man composed of sharp angles and quiet endurance, a ceramicist in a world that had forgotten the value of stillness. In his...

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