The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The seal was cracked. That was the first thing I noticed, the wax broken like a dried riverbed, the parchment inside damp with a cold that had nothing to do with the night air. I held it up to the guttering candle, my hands shaking so badly the paper flapped against my knuckles. The ink was still wet, or so it seemed, bleeding into the fibers in a way that defied the dryness of the room. I had...

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