The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The banquet hall smelled of roasted lamb and old dust. It was a smell that clung to the wool of coats and the skin of men who had been waiting too long for a verdict that did not matter. Captain Elias Thorne sat at the far end of the long table, his hands resting flat on the mahogany surface. He wore a uniform that had seen better decades, the blue fabric faded to the color of a bruise. The...

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