The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The coat had been hanging in the staff room for six years, a silent sentinel of wool and dust that Elias Vane had refused to remove, refused to sell, and refused to acknowledge as anything other than a garment. It was a charcoal-grey trench, heavy and structured, with a lining of deep burgundy silk that had begun to fray at the collar, revealing the threads of a life that had been worn down to...

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