The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The air in the archive room of St. Jude’s Community Center smelled of decaying lignin and the faint, metallic tang of ozone, a scent that seemed to cling to the back of Marcus Thorne’s throat like a secret he had forgotten how to keep. He stood before the towering shelves of card catalogues, his fingers hovering over the dust-covered spines, his mind a frantic, buzzing hive of self-doubt and a...

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