The Distant Ghost
"You have to burn it," the man said. His voice was thin, scraped raw by the wind that swept across the flat fields beyond the town limits. "If they find it, you are done. If they find you with it, they will take your name. They will take your silence. You must burn it." Elias held the object in his palm. It was small, no larger than a walnut, carved from a wood so dark it seemed to absorb the...
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