The Distant Promise

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The door did not open. It was not that the handle was stiff, or that the lock was jammed with rust, but that the wood itself seemed to have forgotten the concept of yielding. Elias Thorne stood in the corridor of the Blackwood Library, his hand still resting on the brass knob, feeling the cold metal bite into his palm. The air here was thick, tasting of dust and old paper, a flavor that had...

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