The Distant Promise

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The rain did not fall so much as it fell upward, defying the gravity that had held Thomas Bradshaw’s soul in a suffocating grip for three weeks. He stood on the high gallery of the library, his fingers wrapped around the iron railing, watching the mist curl into the rafters like the breath of a dying beast. Below, the shadows of the stacks moved with a fluidity that was not quite wind. Thomas...

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