The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The letter lay on the desk, the ink still wet and smelling faintly of iron. It was from Dr. Halloway, offering me the archivist position at Blackwood Asylum with a salary that would cover my mother’s debts for another year. I signed my name, the pen scratching against the paper, and felt the cold weight of the decision settle in my stomach. I was thirty years old, and I had not slept properly...

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