The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The air in the cellar tasted of damp wool and old wood, a scent that had seeped into the very grain of your bones over the last decade. You stood before the great oak table, your hands trembling slightly, not from the cold that bit through your thin shirt, but from the weight of the silence. Around you, the other members of the Guild sat in their usual places, their faces illuminated by the...

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