The Faded Guest

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The Faded Guest

The liquid in the vial caught the gaslight, a faint, sickly green pulse that seemed to breathe against the glass. "It is not poison, Doctor. It is a remedy. My mother is dying, and this is the only thing that has stopped the wasting." Dr. Sterling did not look at the vial. He looked at my hands, which were still trembling slightly from the cold of the cellar where I had found it. He smelled of...

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