The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The clock on the wall of the Special Collections reading room ticked with the dry, wooden precision of a metronome, marking the seconds that Elias Thorne had left. He had forty-eight hours until the final tenure review, and in those hours he needed to catalog the Vane Collection, a box of brittle diaries that smelled of foxed paper and stale pipe tobacco. His hands, which had spent thirty years...

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