The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The market was closed, the shutter bars bolted shut against the wind that whipped the dried leaves across the cobblestones. Elias Thorne stood before the heavy oak door, his fingers raw from the cold and the friction of the rope he had used to try and pry the lock loose. He was forty-two, a man who had spent the last two decades mapping coastlines that no longer existed, and now he was a...

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