The Distant Ghost

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2026-08-23 09:17:55 -

The Distant Ghost

The ledger was a heavy thing, bound in black leather that had stiffened with age and neglect, and it sat on the Quartermaster’s desk like a closed casket. Elias Thorne held the pen in his right hand, the ink already dried to a rust-colored crust on the tip, while his left hand rested on the wood, fingers splayed to keep the table from shaking. He was thirty-four years old, a sergeant in the...

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