The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The smell of burnt sugar and charred wood was the first thing to hit me when the fog lifted, a scent so thick and cloying it felt less like an aroma and more like a physical weight pressing against my chest, a heavy, sweet shroud that I couldn’t shake no matter how deep I drew the air into my lungs. I was standing on a plain of gray, ashen soil that stretched out in every direction, a landscape...

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