The Faded Guest

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2026-08-21 10:44:03 -

The Faded Guest

The rain in the Hollow did not fall; it hung, a thick, grey veil that smelled of wet ash and old iron. Elias stood in the center of the circle, his hands raised, the air around him rippling like heat off summer asphalt. He was not a man of flesh anymore, or at least not entirely. His skin had taken on the translucent, waxy quality of a candle that had burned too long, and beneath the surface,...

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