The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The quill dipped, trembling slightly as Elara Holloway pressed the nib to the parchment. The ink bled black into the fiber, a slow, dark stain spreading like a bruise. She was twenty-four, a junior scribe in the Chancellery, and her hands smelled of iron gall and dried blood. The debt was three hundred pounds, a sum that felt heavier than the oak table beneath her elbows. Her brother, Thomas,...

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