The Distant Promise

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The frost did not come from the air, but from the glass itself, blooming outward in intricate, fern-like patterns that defied the humid August heat pressing against the windows of St. Jude’s Asylum, a chill that Elara Vance felt not on her skin but in the erratic, stuttering rhythm of her own heart, which seemed to synchronize with the pulsing, withered foxglove root clutched tight in her palm....

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