The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The steward’s voice cracked over the noise of the hall, sharp and thin. "Sir Kaelen, your lordship awaits." Kaelen did not look up. He stared at the wall opposite the dais. There, painted in a hue that shifted between pale blue and the grey of a winter sky, was the mark. It looked like a sigil carved into the plaster, but it moved, a slow, rhythmic pulse that seemed to breathe with the castle’s...

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