The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The mill stood at the bend of the river like a broken tooth. It had been dark for ten years. Elias walked toward it. He was not a man. Not in the way the town knew him. He was a stain. A shadow with a name. The town of Oakhaven did not speak of him. It watched. Eyes behind curtains. Breath held in hallways. The air was thick with silence. It was a heavy silence. It pressed against the skin. It...

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