The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The mud of the valley was not merely dirt; it was a living thing, a cold, sucking mouth that had swallowed the boots of three men before me and was now closing gently over my own. I stood at the edge of the ravine, the mist clinging to my cloak like a second skin, and watched the smoke rise from the settlement below. It was a thin, grey ribbon, barely visible against the bruised purple of the...

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