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The wind shrieked, and the rain thrashed the lighthouse like a hundred whips, mirroring the storm brewing inside Elias. After three decades as a lightkeeper, he had seen more than his share of Nor\u2019easters on this rugged coast. But tonight felt different, as the storm raged with an ominous roar that sent a foreboding chill down his spine. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
He looked at the wall clock. Past dinner time, but he wasn\u2019t hungry and hadn\u2019t eaten all day. He couldn\u2019t remember his last hot meal. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Flashes of lightning through the window illuminated the ghostly silhouette of a three-masted ship near the rocky shore, losing the battle with the waves. He blinked twice to be sure he hadn\u2019t imagined it. It was still there, closer. There was no time to waste. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
He grabbed a lamp and rushed out the door toward the churning sea. A sickening crash and splintering of wood filled the air as the doomed ship dashed itself on the rocks. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
He reached the beach and scanned the waves and nearby rocks for survivors. The lantern failed to pierce more than a few feet into the darkness, and he fought with every ounce of strength to remain upright in the howling storm. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHello!\u201d he shouted, holding the lamp high. \u201cIs anyone there?\u201d He cupped his hand to his ear and listened. Nothing. \u201cHello?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There \u2014 a sound! What was that?\u00a0 \u201cIs anyone there?\u201d he called out again.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n
\u201cHelp!\u201d came a faint cry from somewhere in the darkness. \u201cPlease help me!\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Elias rushed into the foaming surf and saw a dim shape flailing in the water. \u201cTake my hand!\u201d he shouted as he pulled the drowning man ashore. The man coughed and sputtered seawater through his mouth and nose as he struggled to breathe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Elias peered at him in the lamplight, and his blood ran cold. It couldn\u2019t be. The face was his own! Younger, water-logged, battered, and bruised, but undoubtedly himself from a lifetime ago.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The man\u2019s eyes opened, and when he saw Elias, they widened with surprise and fear. \u201cNo,\u201d he wheezed. \u201cDon’t stay. You must leave\u2026now!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Elias stared, perplexed. Who was this stranger who wore his face? His voice? His fear? He reached for the man’s hand, icy and stiff, and squeezed it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The lamplight flickered and died, as did the light from the man\u2019s eyes, and with a gasp he was gone. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
At that moment, Elias knew the awful truth. Deep down, he had always known, but it was too painful to admit such a terrible thing. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was he who had died on this very shore many years ago. It was he who had tended the lonely lighthouse ever since \u2014 ever watching, ever waiting \u2014 to \u200cgive hapless souls the rescue not given to him. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And tonight, in some strange way he could not explain or understand, the ghost of his past came to tell him to move on. His shift was over. His time as lightkeeper was done. After thirty long years, he could finally rest in peace.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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