The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

Act I "It’s fading, Vance. You see it, don’t you? The ink is lifting." Director Halloway’s voice was dry, like sandpaper on a wooden table, and he tapped the glass case with a fingernail that had gone yellow at the tip. I stood there, my hands clasped behind my back, feeling the cold of the archive seep through the soles of my boots. The 1912 Industrial Charter sat under the light, a yellowed...

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