The Distant Journey

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The brass calipers sat in Elias Thorne’s palm, cold and slick with the grease of the St. Jude’s Hall foundation. He held them against the cracked plaster of the load-bearing wall, the metal biting into his thumb, waiting for the number to stabilize. The hall was a relic of the city’s older, more pretentious era, its high ceilings currently sagging under the weight of a low, persistent hum that...

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