The Distant Ghost
The glass partition between the reading room and the archive stacks did not reflect Elias Thorne’s face with the usual flat indifference of polished surface, but rather presented a figure that moved with a delayed, mocking precision, a spectral double of his dead brother Julian who stood three years in the grave yet appeared here, in the sterile white light of the Meridian Institute, with a...
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