The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The candlelight in Lord Vane’s great hall did not merely illuminate the feast; it seemed to consume it, turning the roasted meats into glistening, oily things and the faces of the nobles into masks of wax that trembled with a faint, internal heat. Sir Aldric sat at the lower end of the table, his gauntleted hand resting on the velvet tablecloth, his fingers curled around a jagged shard of glass...

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