The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The parchment lay on the desk, its edges curled and brown with age, the ink faded to the color of dried blood. It was a list of debts, a simple inventory of the things the Duke owed the court and the court owed the Duke, and I had spent thirty years trying to decipher the final line. I woke before the sun had fully cleared the eastern towers, the stone floor of my cell still cold against my...

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