The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The fog tastes of iron and salt, a metallic tang that coats the back of your throat. You are Elias, a watchman in the port town of Varen, and you are thirty-two years old. You want to pay the debt you owe the Guild before the winter sets in, but the Hunger is rising. It is a blight that consumes food and sanity, and it has a rule as cold as the harbor water: it only feeds on what is shared. To...

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