The Distant Ghost
The road ahead of you is not a road at all but a vast, shifting expanse of grey mist that swallows the horizon and erases the very concept of distance, and you walk through it with the heavy, rhythmic thud of boots that seem to belong to a soldier who has been dead for decades, though your heart beats with the frantic, primal urgency of a man who has just remembered that he is alive, and the...
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