The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The boy stood in the mud, his hands raw and bleeding from the whip, while the Duke’s face hung above him like a cloud that had forgotten how to rain. "You will burn for the theft of bread," the Duke said, his voice flat and dry as parchment. "Read it back to me, boy. Read the decree." Elias did not read it. He looked at the Duke’s eyes, which were the color of old tea, and he memorized the...

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