The Wistful Campus

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The soup was already cold by the time Margaret Holloway reached the bottom of the stairs, the ceramic bowl trembling in her hands not from the chill of the cellar air but from the sheer, vibrating force of the presence that had just descended upon the library table where she had been waiting, her spine rigid against the back of the high-backed chair, her eyes fixed on the steam that no longer...

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