The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The train cuts through the fog like a blade through silk, its iron heart pounding a rhythm that feels less like motion and more like the throbbing of a giant, sleeping beast. You are in the carriage. The air is thick with the scent of coal smoke, damp wool, and the metallic tang of old blood. Outside, the world is a smear of grey and black, indistinct, dissolved into the mist that clings to the...

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