The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The sky over the Blackwood Ridge had turned the color of a bruise, a swollen, purple-black expanse that pressed down on the jagged peaks of the Appalachian mountains. It was November, and the air was sharp enough to cut the lungs, carrying the scent of wet pine and decaying leaves. At the center of this desolation walked Silas Vane, a boy of fourteen years with hands that were too large for his...

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