The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

Elara, you are wasting the candles, and the Duke is waiting." The voice of her younger brother, Julian, cut through the humid air of the dining hall, sharp as a scalpel. Elara did not turn from the window. She watched the light fail, the last bruised purple of the dusk bleeding into the black of the moor beyond the boundary stones. The banquet was in full swing, a cacophony of silverware and...

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