The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain did not fall so much as it invaded, a persistent, cold gray curtain that erased the boundary between the cobblestones of the square and the wet wool of the coat worn by Elias Thorne, who stood beneath the eaves of the old stone archway, watching the market close its wooden shutters with the heavy, rhythmic thud of a heartbeat slowing toward death. He was a man of the trade, a binder of...

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