The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The rain did not fall so much as it was hurled, a horizontal sheet of grey water that stung Elias Thorne’s exposed skin and turned the jagged edge of the cliff into a slick, treacherous precipice where the old stone wall ended in a crumbling ruin. Elias stood with his boots planted in the mud, his hands locked around the cold steel of his rifle, his forty-year-old body aching with a deep,...

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