The Wistful Campus

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The hands of the clock in the administrative corridor did not tick; they slid, a silent, viscous movement that seemed to drag the air itself down into the carpet. Margaret Holloway stood before the mahogany door of the Dean’s office, her fingers interlaced so tightly that the skin between them had gone pale and translucent, a thin membrane stretched over bone. She was waiting for the verdict,...

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