The Faded River
The iron gate of the Sanatorium for the Irremediable stood open, a wide, rusted jaw against the grey sky, and Elias Thorne walked through it not as a man entering a prison but as a ghost returning to the only place that had ever known the shape of his bones, because the institution had not merely confined him for his crimes against the law but had consumed him, body and soul, into a state of...
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