The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The iron fog of the Milling District hung low, a thick gray shroud that swallowed the gaslights and turned the cobblestones into slick mirrors of soot and rain. Elara Vance ran, her boots slipping on the wet slate, her breath coming in sharp, painful tears that burned her throat. She was not running for her life, not exactly, but for her purpose, and the distinction felt thin as the fabric of...

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