The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain does not fall here so much as it is pressed down from the sky by a hand of iron, a relentless, gray weight that turns the cobblestones of the village into a slick, mirror-like floor reflecting nothing but your own hollowed-out face. You walk because you must walk; the legs of your body are merely instruments of a will that has been sharpened to a fine, dangerous point by the sheer...

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