The Wistful Crossroads

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The iron gate of the Abbey of St. Jude stood not as a barrier but as a threshold of breath, a jagged tooth of black metal biting into the fog that rolled off the river in thick, gray ribbons, and Elias Thorne, with his hands wrapped in bandages that had long since turned the color of old wine, stood before it with the hollow, aching certainty of a man who has walked so far into the wilderness...

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