The Distant Ghost

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2026-08-20 17:24:12 -

The Distant Ghost

The rain fell not as water, but as a fine, grey ash that settled on the shoulders of the man walking through the valley of the Weeping Willows. His name was Silas Thorne, though the name had begun to feel like a loose garment, ill-fitting and heavy, a relic from a life before the border. He was a warden of the high pass, a man whose duty was to keep the peace in a land that had forgotten the...

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