The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The mist clung to the floor of the great hall like a shroud. It was thick. It was cold. It tasted of iron and old rain. Elias sat in the corner. He was not a man. Not anymore. He was a thing of smoke and silence. He watched the throne. He watched the King. The King was young. He was pale. He held a cup of wine. The wine was dark. It looked like blood. Elias had been a man once. He had been a...

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