The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

"You’re a dead man, Michael, and you know it." The High Priest’s voice did not echo; it settled into the wet stone of the Temple of Whispers like silt in a riverbed, heavy and final. I woke with the taste of iron and diesel on my tongue, the thaw smell of the earth pressing against the skin of the dream. It was the third night in a row that the obsidian mirror had shattered in my sleep, the...

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