The Wistful Mountain

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The air in the infirmary of St. Jude’s Industrial Academy was thick with the scent of carbolic soap and damp wool, a pungent, medicinal haze that seemed to seep into the very marrow of young Elias Thorne’s bones. He sat on the edge of the narrow cot, his hands folded tightly in his lap, the knuckles white from the pressure, while the morning light filtered through the grimy, high-set windows,...

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