The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain did not fall so much as it existed, a pervasive, gray mist that clung to the wool of Elara’s cloak and seeped into the marrow of her bones, turning the ancient stone steps of the Abbey of St. Jude’s into a slick, treacherous slide of mud and lichen. She stood at the threshold of the refectory, her hands clasped so tightly around the hem of her tattered dress that the fabric had begun...

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