The Faded Photograph

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The rain hammered against the slate roof of the apothecary with a rhythmic, violent insistence that sounded less like weather and more like the collective pounding of thousands of small fists demanding entry, a relentless drumming that seeped through the stone walls and into the very marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones, which had grown brittle and hollowed out by the creeping, insidious rot of the...

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