The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The jar sat on the table, a small, glassy eye staring back at me with a terrible, silent accusation. Inside, the honey had turned black, not with age, but with the slow, creeping certainty of a truth I had spent a decade trying to ignore. I was a master of the alchemical arts, a man who traded in the distillation of essence, yet I could not distill away the memory of what I had done to get this...

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