The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The house breathed. It was a slow, tidal exhalation that creaked through the floorboards and settled in the marrow of Elias’s bones. He sat at the kitchen table, the wood worn smooth by three generations of hands that were no longer there, and watched the dust motes dance in the single shaft of afternoon light. They were not just dust. They were memory, suspended and waiting. Elias had come...

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