The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain in Seattle did not wash the city clean so much as it polished the grime into a slick, oily sheen that reflected the neon bleeding from the storefronts down to the wet asphalt where Elias Thorne stood, his coat heavy with water, his breath a small, invisible ghost against the cold, watching the way the streetlights fractured in the puddles, each broken circle of light a tiny, perfect...

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