The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The frost lay thick on the heath, a white silence that swallowed sound. Elias pulled his cloak tighter. The wool was worn thin, the fibers fraying like old rope. He felt the cold in his marrow. It was a familiar ache. He walked the old pilgrim road. The path was indistinct. Mud and stone mixed under his boots. The air smelled of pine and decay. "Keep moving," he muttered. His voice cracked....

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