The Wistful Crossroads

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The crystal chandeliers of the Grand Hall did not so much hang as they hovered, suspended in a low-frequency thrum that Elias Thorne felt in the marrow of his teeth. He stood at the center of the banquet, a sea of white linen and polished silver, his eyes fixed on the Director’s chair at the head of the table, which was currently occupied by his superior, Mr. Vane. Elias was fifty-two, a man of...

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