The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the Old Quarter into slick, black mirrors reflecting the dying light of the gas lamps, and as you stood on the corner of Weaver Street with your coat collar turned up against the biting damp, you watched the figure of Elias Thorne disappear into the fog, his silhouette dissolving into the wet air...

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