The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The dream began not with light, but with the scent of wet stone and ozone, a heavy, metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat. He was standing in the courtyard of the Citadel of Ashworth, a fortress that had not been built by any hand he recognized, yet whose every granite block felt as familiar to his fingers as his own skin. The sky above was a bruised purple, choked by...

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