The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The wind howled through the gaps in the stone. It was a cold, sharp sound. Maelis stood by the window. Her hands were clasped tight. They were white. The glass fogged. "Is it done?" asked the voice behind her. It was Lord Vane. He did not turn to look at her. He stared into the dark. His back was stiff. "Yes," Maelis said. Her voice was low. It was steady. "The fire burns." Vane turned then....

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