The Wistful Skyline

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The fluorescent lights in Room 402 hummed with a frequency that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s teeth, a low, persistent drone that underscored the silence of the terminal ward. He sat in the plastic chair, his knuckles white as he gripped the armrests, his eyes fixed not on his dying father, Arthur, but on the corner of the room where the shadows pooled thick and unnatural....

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