The Distant Ghost

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2026-08-19 17:31:29 -

The Distant Ghost

The iron is cold in your hand, heavier than it looks, and the air in the keep smells of wet stone and old, undigested fear. You are standing in the center of the armory, a circular room with no windows, where the only light comes from a single, sputtering brazier that casts long, dancing shadows against the curved walls. The shadows look like hands, reaching out to grasp your ankles, to pull...

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