The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The jar sat upon the mahogany table, a squat vessel of blue glass that had once held pickled cherries but now contained a thick, viscous paste of amber hue, smelling of burnt sugar and something faintly metallic, like the residue of a struck match. I stood before it in the dim, cigar-smoke haze of the study, my hands trembling not from the cold that seeped through the windowpanes of the manor,...

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