The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The frost has eaten the garden bones, leaving only the bare, dark lines of the rose stems standing like broken teeth against the grey morning sky. You are kneeling in the dirt, your knees wet with the cold seep of the earth, and you are holding the shattered remains of the terracotta pot that once held Captain Elias Thorne’s prize-winning camellia. The shards are jagged, cruel little things....

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