The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The iron badge in your hand is cold, the metal worn smooth by twenty years of thumbs and worry, and you are pressing it into the velvet tray of the Mayor’s desk with a force that feels less like resignation and more like an offering. The candle on the desk flickers, casting long, jagged shadows that do not quite match the shape of the room, stretching toward the window where the night presses...

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