The Faded Frontier

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grief that soaked into the stone walls of the Abbey of St. Jude’s, a place where time had not so much stopped as forgotten how to move forward. Thomas Bradshaw stood in the center of the nave, his boots heavy with the mud of the courtyard, and watched the ancient oak tree that grew through the cracked floor of the sanctuary, its...

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