The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The fog in Oakhaven did not lift so much as it settled, a heavy, wet wool drawn over the town’s shoulders, muffling the sharp edges of the world until only the dull, rhythmic churning of the mortar remained audible in Elara’s kitchen. She was thirty-two years old, and the cough that had plagued her since the winter of her twenty-ninth year had begun to hollow her out, a persistent, rattling...

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