The Wistful Campus

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The rain did not fall. It hung. A grey curtain, heavy and wet, draped over the courtyard of St. Jude’s Academy. Silas stood by the window. He held the jar. It was thick glass, filled with something that shimmered. Amber. Gold. It moved like liquid light. It was not honey. It was not oil. It was something else. Something older. He had found it in the basement. Beneath the floorboards. Beneath...

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