The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

"You are weak, Silas." The words hung in the air, sharp and cold. They came from the High Lord, a man whose voice was as smooth as polished river stone but just as hard. Silas did not answer. He stood in the center of the great hall, his armor dull and scratched. Dust coated his boots. He smelled of sweat and iron. The air in the room was stale, thick with the scent of old wax and fear. Around...

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