The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, cold mist that clung to the wool of my cloak and seeped into the bones, turning the stone floor of the Undercroft into a slick, treacherous surface. I stood before the high table where the Inquisitor sat, his back to the window, the light from the single candle on his desk casting long, trembling shadows that danced like spirits...

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