The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The bell above the scribe’s window rang three times, sharp and metallic, cutting through the thin air of the Iron Citadel. It was the hour of the ledger, the time when the light in the archive turned the color of old blood and the shadows stretched long across the linoleum floors. Elias sat at his desk, his fingers stained black with ink, the quill trembling in his grip. He was twelve years...

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