The Archive of Hollow Bones
Elias Thorne had been keeping the archive for three months when the Grand Curator arrived. He knew this because the candles on the iron shelf had burned down to three distinct levels — one for each month of his descent into the dark beneath the old St. Swithin's burial ground. The candles were lit now, though he could not remember lighting them. The air was thick with the smell of wet earth and...
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