The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The road to the Abbey of St. Jude was not a road at all, but a scar of packed mud and gravel that the rain had turned into a slurry of brown paste. I walked it with my boots caked in the filth of three days, the leather stiff and cracking at the toes. Beside me, walking with a limp that had grown worse each mile, was Elias. We did not speak. There was nothing left to say that wasn’t already...

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