The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The woolen shawl was heavy, the weight of it a physical truth that pressed against your shoulders like the damp chill of the riverbank at dusk, and you held it tight around your neck as the town of Oakhaven gathered in the square to watch the procession that would decide your fate. The air smelled of wet stone and woodsmoke, a pungent, ancient scent that seemed to seep into your lungs and...

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