The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The ink on the seal had dried, but the pressure remained, a phantom weight against the tip of the stylus that Elias Vane still felt in his fingers. He sat in the study of the Blackwood Estate, a room that smelled of old paper, beeswax, and the particular, metallic scent of impending rain. Outside, the English countryside lay hushed under a blanket of grey mist, the oak trees standing like...

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