The Wistful Voyage

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The scream tore through the quiet of the apartment, not as a cry for help, but as a sound of pure, unadulterated fury, echoing off the damp plaster walls of the fourth-floor walk-up where Elias Thorne had lived for the last six months, alone, with nothing but the memory of his mother’s scent and the weight of a single, heavy object in his hands. He stood in the center of the room, the linoleum...

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