The Wistful Incense

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The bell tower groaned, a low, tectonic shudder that vibrated through the soles of Elias Thorne’s shoes. He stood in the shadow of the crumbling arch, his hands pressed against the cold, porous stone, feeling the faint, rhythmic pulse of the ash that coated its surface. The St. Jude’s Institute was a place of silence, but the tower was not silent; it was hungry. Elias knew the rule, the one...

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