The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The feast was a cacophony of clinking silver and forced laughter, a loud, hollow noise that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of my bones, yet I sat perfectly still at the head of the long table, the candlelight catching the dust motes dancing in the air around me. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, the Royal Archivist, and I have spent the last decade of my life buried in the damp, rotting...

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