The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain fell not as water but as a fine, gray silt that coated the cobblestones of the High Street in a slick, mirror-like film, reflecting the shattered lanterns and the weary, mud-caked boots of the city guards who stood like broken statues against the wind. Elara stood in the doorway of the apothecary, her hands clenched so tightly around the hem of her woolen dress that the fabric tore at...

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