The Distant Promise

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The first thing Thomas knew, after the silence had swallowed the shouting, was the weight of the jar in his hands. It was a mason jar, thick-glass and heavy, filled with a slurry of black earth and the crushed, wet bodies of moths. They had been pinned to the corkboard in the dormitory for weeks, their wings spread in rigid, insectoid ecstasy, waiting for the light to fade. Now, in the dim,...

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