The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

"Your hand is shaking, Dolores." The voice belonged to the old man sitting across from me in the workshop loft, his fingers wrapped around a cup of cold coffee, the ceramic rim stained with the residue of years. I looked down at my left hand, the one that had been bound in bloody linen since the archive, and I saw the swelling beneath the strips, the way the knuckles jutted out like broken...

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