The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The seal broke at noon. It was a cold, sharp sound. Like a bone snapping under ice. I was in the archive. The air tasted of dust and old paper. And something else. Something wet. My hands shook. The ledger was open on the desk. A thick thing. Bound in black leather. It belonged to the Lord. We did not touch his things. We only watched them. We only kept them safe. But the seal was broken. I...

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