The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The glass broke. It did not shatter with a dramatic crash, but with a wet, final sigh, as if a bone had snapped inside a soft flesh. Margaret watched the fragments scatter across the polished floor of the courtroom, which was not, in any strict sense, a courtroom. The walls were made of shifting mist, and the judges sat on thrones of woven spider silk, their faces obscured by masks of polished...

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