The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The ink on the parchment is black, but it bleeds into the fiber of the vellum with a slow, viscous reluctance, as if the page itself is resisting the weight of your confession. You are Thomas Bradshaw, a man of the law, a keeper of the peace in the crumbling manor of Ashworth, and you are writing this because the alternative is to walk out into the snow and let the cold take you, which is a...

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