The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The cold in the workshop was not merely a temperature; it was a presence that settled into the joints of the wood and the sinew of the men who worked within it. Elias Thorne stood by the window, watching the snow bury the cobblestones of High Street, his breath pluming in the air as he watched Julian pull on his heavy wool coat. Julian was twenty-two, eager and sharp-elbowed, and he carried the...

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