The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The frost had killed the late beans, turning the soil into a hard, grey crust that cracked under the weight of the boots. Haruto Kimura stood at the edge of the peat cut, his hand resting on the rusted iron railing. The air smelled of wet moss and diesel. He coughed, a wet, rattling sound that came from deep in his chest. He wiped his mouth with a sleeve, checking for the tell-tale pink. There...

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