The Faded Guest
The gate is heavy. You push it open with your shoulder. The iron groans. It sounds like a bone snapping. You are leaving. The courtyard is empty. The stones are cold. You look back at the House. It looms. The windows are dark. You are a soldier. You are old. Your knees ache. You feel the years in your joints. You are leaving the command. You are leaving the power. You walk to the door. Your...
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