The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

"You didn't ask," said Elara, her voice thin as the winter wind that rattled the shutters of the isolated house, "you never asked me why the bread rises so quickly, or why the milk sours in an hour, or why the apples turn to ash in the palm before the skin breaks, and I let you think it was just the dampness, the age of the cellar, the bad luck of the harvest, but it was never the luck, it was...

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