The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The ink in the vial is black, but it moves with a sluggish, oily density that defies the physics of water and gall. You sit in the scriptorium, the air thick with the smell of damp wool and old parchment, your fingers stained to the second knuckle. You are Elias, a scribe of forty years, and you want only one thing: the position of Archivist, which will secure your legacy and silence the...

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