The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The iron gate is already broken when you arrive, splintered against the mossy cobblestones like the ribcage of a fallen stag, and you stand there in the rain, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps, knowing that the beast you have been chasing for three days is no longer ahead of you, but behind you, waiting in the shadows of the archway. You are twelve years old, though the fever has made...

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