The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The feast was a riot of tallow smoke and roasted goat, the air thick with the cloying sweetness of spiced wine and the damp, woolly smell of hundreds of bodies packed into the stone vault of the Great Hall. I sat at the high table, my fingers stained with wine and grease, watching the torchlight flicker against the rough-hewn walls where the shadows danced like restless spirits. It was the...

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