The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

Did you ever see a face that looked like it had been erased with a rag? I ask you that because I saw it, and I cannot get it out of my head. It was the face of the woman who held the key to my ruin, and she wore it like a mask made of old leather. We were in the snow-bound pass of 1892, the wind howling a physical weight against my chest, and I clutched my wife’s silver locket so hard the edges...

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