The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The tower stood in the square. It was old. Stone and ivy. Cold. Elias stood at its base. He held a key. Iron. Cold. His hand shook. Not from cold. From fear. He was a stranger here. He had come from the East. Or so they said. His name was a problem. They called him Eli. Or the Clerk. He did the books for the Guild. He kept the ledgers straight. He kept his head down. That was the rule. Keep...

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