The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

Get out of here, Elias. You are a dead man walking and you know it. I looked at the High Priest, Aldous, whose face was the color of old parchment. He stood in the doorway of the crypt, the torchlight catching the grime on his vestments. Behind him, the sound of the siege drums hammered against the city walls, a rhythmic thudding that vibrated in my teeth. I did not move. My hands were still...

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