The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The letter lay on the oak table, its seal cracked and weeping red wax. Elias picked it up. The parchment was stiff, smelling of the cellar where it had been kept. He tucked it into his tunic, against his ribs. Then he reached for the clay vessel. It was warm, though the room was cold. The surface was rough, pitted with small holes that caught the light like wet earth. He wrapped it in a rag and...

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