The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The fire did not start with a spark, but with a sigh. It began in the dry rot of the attic beams where the wind had whispered for decades against the shingles of the old mill, and it swallowed the sky in a single, breathless exhalation of orange and black. I watched from the hillside, my hands trembling not from the cold, but from the sudden, violent clarity of the moment. The Mill of St. Jude,...

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