The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The ink on the parchment bled, not spreading but rising, forming a dark, circular lake where the highland peaks should have been. You watched it happen from the safety of your study, the fire dying in the grate, the silence of the house pressing against the glass. Mara had been missing for three days. Three days of silence from the highlands, three days of your maps becoming lies, and three...

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