The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The coffee was cold. It tasted of burnt metal and old dust. Elias stirred it. The spoon scraped the bottom of the mug. A sharp sound in the quiet kitchen. He needed caffeine. His hands shook. Not from fear. From the cold. The apartment was drafty. Winter pressed against the windows. He looked at the counter. A small box sat there. Leather. Worn. The corners frayed. It was his grandfather’s...

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