The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain in the city of Oakhaven did not fall so much as it existed, a pervasive, damp shroud that clung to the cobblestones and the grey stone of the keep, washing the world in a monochrome gloom that seemed to seep into the marrow of my bones and turn my blood to cold sludge. I stood at the edge of the courtyard, my hand resting on the hilt of my sword, not because I feared an attack, but...

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