The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended curtain of gray mist that blurred the edges of the world into a soft, indistinct smear of slate and iron. You walked through it, your boots sinking into the mud of the causeway that stretched out from the docks of Blackwood, a path that seemed to lead not toward the city but away from it, into the deep, breathing throat of the...

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