The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

Elias Thorne held the heavy iron key in his palm, the metal cold enough to burn his skin. It was a small, rusted thing, no bigger than a thumbnail, but it felt like it weighed a ton. He stood before the crumbling stone wall of Outpost 9, the air thin and sharp with the bite of late November. The light was failing, turning the gray sky into a sheet of hammered lead, and the wind whistled through...

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