The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

Fourteen men had died in the Hollow before the winter of 1912, and I counted them by the way the wind shifted when the shaft breathed out. I am Elias Thorne, thirty-four, a sergeant of the border patrol, and I hold my father’s brass lantern. The glass is thick, the wick cotton, and the flame is the only thing in the Pacific Northwest that does not lie. The uncanny rule is strict: the ghost...

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