The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The coat was heavy. Wool, thick as river silt, dyed a black so deep it seemed to swallow the light. It hung on the back of a chair in the small, cold room at the edge of the world. Elias stood before it. His hands trembled. Not from the wind that howled outside, but from the weight of the fabric. He knew it. He had known it for thirty years. It was not his. It was his father’s. Or perhaps it...

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