The Distant Ghost
The ice cracked before the world did. You felt it first in your teeth, a sharp, metallic taste that flooded your mouth. Then the sound came. Not a snap, but a groan. The deep, tectonic shudder of the frozen lake giving way. You were standing on the edge of the void, your boots slipping on the black glass. "Move," said Elias. His voice was thin, stripped of everything but the command. You did...
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