The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

You stand at the edge of the treeline where the forest meets the gray, indifferent sky, and you feel the weight of the rain not on your skin but in the marrow of your bones, a cold that has been accumulating in your chest for years, growing heavier with every step you have taken away from the house where you were born, away from the brother whose laughter you can no longer hear but whose...

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