The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The heavy oak door of the General’s office did not creak, for it was well-oiled by hands that feared no silence, only the sudden, violent intrusion of truth. I stood before the desk, my uniform pressed to a severity that felt less like dignity and more like armor, waiting for the command that would strip me of it. General Thorne sat behind the mahogany barrier, his face a map of old wars and...

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