The Wistful Incense

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The bell in the steeple of St. Jude’s did not ring. It hung there, a dark, swollen tongue of bronze, silent and heavy against the grey November sky, as if the air itself had grown too thick to carry the vibration. Arthur Penhaligon stood before the altar, his fingers tracing the cold, wet stone of the reliquary, feeling the dampness seep into his skin like a slow, creeping frost. He was the...

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