The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The debt is forty pounds, or the land goes to the magistrate." The voice came from the doorway, thin and dry as the dust that coated the floorboards. Elara did not turn. She kept her eyes on the black soil of the garden bed, her hands buried to the wrists in the cold, wet earth. It was late October in 1893, and the wind off the moors had a bite to it that settled deep in the joints. She pulled...

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