The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The fog is thick. It tastes of iron and old salt. You are wet. You are cold. The water rises to your waist. It is black. It is heavy. It pulls at your legs like a living thing. You stand in the middle of the lake. The shore is gone. The trees are gone. There is only the mist and the deep. You know this place. Or you think you do. It feels familiar. It feels wrong. Your uniform is soaked. The...

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