The Distant Ghost

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The Distant Ghost

The heat in the foundry was a physical thing, a weight that pressed against Ernestina Talamantes’s chest until her ribs creaked, the air so thick with iron dust and sulfur that breathing felt like drinking sand. She stood at the head of the banquet table, the Grand Foundry’s annual celebration, where the air conditioning failed to fight the ambient temperature of the molten metal flowing...

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