The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The rain had been falling for three days, a cold, persistent sheet that turned the gravel of the Blackwood Asylum courtyard into a slurry of mud and broken slate. Elias Thorne counted the steps from the main gate to the administrative block, forty-two of them, a number he had memorized during his twenty years of service, though today the count felt less like a measurement of distance and more...

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