The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain against the windowpane of the archive room did not sound like water, but rather like a thousand tiny fingers tapping against the glass, a persistent, rhythmic knocking that seemed to demand entry from the world outside, a world that Professor Elias Thorne had spent the last three decades of his life meticulously cataloging, preserving, and, in his own quiet, stubborn way, trying to...

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