The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The physician’s hands were warm. That was the first thing Elara noticed, a fact that sat in her mind like a stone in her shoe, grinding against the leather of her patience. She stood in the doorway of the Baron’s birthing chamber, her own hands tucked into the sleeves of her apron, invisible and useless. They were cold. Not the chill of the autumn air, which had already settled over the village...

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