The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

Thorne. The name hung in the dark, sharp as a blade of ice. He opened his eyes. The ceiling of his quarters was cracked, a spiderweb of plaster that had not been repaired in a decade. It was 1893, and the gaslight in the corner hissed, a dry, insectile sound. Elias Thorne sat up. His fingers were numb. He looked at them. They were trembling, not from cold, but from the memory of the ledger. In...

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