The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The dream began not with a sound but with a texture, a coarse, gritty friction against the inside of Elias Thorne’s eyelids, a sensation so immediate and tactile that it felt less like a memory and more like a physical wound being reopened in the dark, a raw strip of skin pulled taut across the bridge of his nose. He was standing in the yard of the old textile mill, the one that had swallowed...

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