The Golden Crossing

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The ivy climbed the brickwork of St. Jude’s Institute with a patience that mocked the clock. It strangled the window frames. It pressed its green fingers against the glass, demanding entry. Inside, the air smelled of wet wool and old paper. Elias Thorne sat at his desk, the wood worn smooth by decades of elbows and ink stains. He was a man who did not sleep much. He did not eat much. He...

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