The Wistful Campus

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The air in the restricted wing of St. Jude’s College did not smell of dust, as Elias Thorne had expected, but of wet stone and something faintly metallic, like old blood or perhaps the ozone scent before a storm breaks over the Appalachian hills. He was twenty-four, a junior archivist with ink-stained fingers and a tenure review due in three weeks, and he stood now in the center of the...

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