The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The mud was cold. It sucked at the boots of Sir Elias Thorne as he walked. The rain fell in sheets, gray and relentless. It washed the blood from his armor. It did not wash the fear from his mind. Elias walked alone. He had left the others. He had left the charge. He had left the cause. The fortress of Aethelgard stood on the hill. It was black stone. It was old. It was a place of work. It was...

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