The Wistful Incense

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The air in the clinic was sterile, smelling of antiseptic and old paper, but to Elena Vance, it smelled of ozone and impending storm. She sat in the vinyl chair, her knees pressed together, watching the dust motes dance in the single beam of light that cut through the blinds. Outside, the rain lashed against the glass, a relentless, rhythmic drumming that seemed to synchronize with the erratic...

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