The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The feast hall of the Bradshaw estate smelled of roasted venison and stale wine, a thick, cloying atmosphere that seemed to press against the walls of the medieval stone building. Thomas, twelve years old and trembling with a hunger that was not entirely for food, stood near the heavy oak table, clutching a single white lily he had plucked from the churchyard that morning. He watched his...

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