The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The wool in my hands felt like the fur of a sleeping beast, dense and warm against the cold air of the attic, a tactile anchor in a world that had begun to dissolve into mist and shadow. I sat on the floorboards, surrounded by the detritus of a life I no longer recognized, my fingers working the needle through the heavy crimson thread with a mechanical precision that bordered on the...

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