The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain did not fall so much as it hung, a grey curtain that blurred the window of the archive room into a smear of charcoal and slate. Elias Thorne woke with the taste of iron on his tongue, the phantom sensation of wet wool clinging to his skin, and the absolute certainty that he had just seen Clara standing in the downpour, her face turned away, her shoulders hunched against a cold that had...

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