The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The air in the workshop tasted of ozone and burnt copper, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias’s throat and settled deep in his lungs. He did not blink. His eyes were fixed on the loom, a massive iron beast that stretched from the floorboards to the high, soot-stained ceiling of the basement. The machinery hummed, a low, resonant vibration that Elias felt in his teeth, in the marrow of...

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