The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The iron bell rang. It did not chime. It struck. A dull, heavy thud that vibrated in the teeth. Margaret stood in the center of the room. The air was thick. It tasted of rust and old sweat. She did not blink. Her eyes were fixed on the ledger. The black book lay open on the desk. Its pages were white. They were bright. They burned against the dimness. Thomas entered. He did not knock. He never...

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