The Distant Promise

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The letter arrived on a Tuesday, smelling faintly of wet wool and antiseptic, a scent that Elias Thorne recognized with the visceral shock of a physical blow. It was from his father, a man he had not spoken to in twelve years, now confined to the sterile, fog-choked halls of St. Jude’s Sanitarium in the remote village of Oakhaven. The note was brief, typed in a font so rigid it seemed to bleed...

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