The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The letter lay on the mahogany desk, a rectangular slab of cream-colored paper that seemed to absorb the dim light of the room rather than reflect it, and Elias Thorne sat before it, his fingers hovering above the inkwell as if the liquid were a precipice, a chasm he could not cross without falling into a void that had been expanding in the center of his chest for thirty years, a hollow space...

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