The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The ink is black, but my hands are stained with the grey dust of the cellar. I am Elias, thirty-two, and the scribe of Lord Vane’s estate. My task is to transcribe the accounts of a man who owes his life to the earth, and in turn, owes me his silence. I want the ring. It is a simple band of gold, tarnished by time and the sweat of my sister’s hand, but it is the only proof that she existed....

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