The Faded Frontier

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The banquet hall of the University of St. Jude’s smelled of roasted lamb and stale incense, a thick, cloying scent that hung in the air like a fog that refused to lift. Professor Elias Thorne sat at the head of the long oak table, his hands resting flat on the polished wood, fingers splayed wide as if trying to ground himself against the drift of the evening. The chandeliers above cast a...

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