The Wistful Incense
The rhythmic knocking from the lead-lined acoustic chamber of the St. Jude’s bell tower is not supernatural, nor is it a ghost, but rather the distinct, metallic groan of structural fatigue that you, Elias Thorne, have learned to recognize in the bones of failing masonry over two decades of practice. You are forty-two years old, a senior structural engineer whose hands tremble only when they...
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