The Faded Frontier

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The stone hall of the Abbey of Saint Jude had always been cold, a damp chill that seeped through the wool and bone, but tonight it felt as if the air itself were solidifying around the boy. Thomas stood in the center of the nave, his small hands pressed against his ears, not to block out a sound, but to hold his own head together, for it was vibrating with a frequency that predated language. He...

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