The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the horizon of the moor into a single, indistinct smear of wet heather and stone. You stood at the edge of the path, your fingers locked around the hilt of your walking stick, feeling the dampness seep through the leather until it soaked into the flesh of your palm, a cold, technical sensation that you monitored...

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