The Wistful Show
The silence in the administrative wing of St. Jude’s Academy for the Gifted was not an absence of sound but a heavy, viscous substance that pooled in the corners, thick with the scent of floor wax and the faint, metallic tang of ozone that always preceded a manifestation. Elias Thorne stood before the mahogany desk of Director Aldous Vane, his hands clasped tightly behind his back, knuckles...
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