The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The fog rolled in from the sea, thick and white, smelling of brine and rotting kelp. It swallowed the village of Dunmore whole, erasing the horizon until the world was nothing but a gray void and the sound of their own breathing. "Are you sure?" asked Elias. His voice was thin, stripped of its usual gravel. He clutched the hilt of his sword, though he had not drawn it in three days. The metal...

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