The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The train hissed against the rails, a long, metallic exhale that seemed to shiver through the floorboards of the carriage. I sat with my back to the window, staring at the grain of the wooden seat, feeling the vibration of the wheels like a pulse in my teeth. My father had given me the compass three days ago. He didn’t speak. He just pressed it into my palm, a cold, brass circle that had been...

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