The Distant Summer

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The dust in the archive of St. Jude’s Asylum did not settle; it hung in the air like a suspended breath, catching the thin, grey light of the October afternoon. You are Arthur Vane, thirty-two years old, and your hands are stained with the ink of a ledger that smells of damp earth and old fear. You are here because you need the tenure, because the winter budget cuts will arrive with the first...

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