The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The Guild Master’s office smelled of wet stone and the sweet, cloying rot of damp wool. I stood before the desk, my hands still stained with the white dust of the Spire’s final course, and demanded the deed. "It is mine," I said, my voice steady despite the tremor in my chest. "I laid every block. I mixed every mortar. The city knows this." Master Aldric did not look up from his ledger. His...

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