The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The first thing Arthur noticed was the smell. It was not the rot of decay, nor the sharp, chemical bite of the antiseptic that permeated his clinic, but something heavier. It smelled of burnt sugar and wet wool, a cloying sweetness that clung to the back of the throat. He looked up from his ledger. The candle on the desk had burned down to a nub, leaving a pool of wax that hardened in the...

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