The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain fell in sheets against the glass of the community hall, blurring the world outside into a gray smear. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of roasted pork and stale beer. It was the annual harvest gala, a ritual of solidarity for the town of Oakhaven. The tables were long, covered in white cloth that looked like snow under the harsh fluorescent lights. Captain Elias Thorne sat...

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