The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The road was a scar in the earth. It cut through the mist. It cut through the silence. It cut through the boy’s ribs. Thomas walked. His boots were heavy. They were caked in mud. The mud was cold. It sucked at his heels. He did not look down. He looked ahead. Ahead was the Abbey. Ahead was the end. He was twelve. He was small. He was hungry. The hunger was a dog. It licked his stomach. It...

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