The Wistful Witness

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The wisteria had broken through the floorboards again, a thick, purple-veined tendril pulsing with a slow, rhythmic throb that matched the arrhythmia in Elias Thorne’s chest. He sat in the armchair, his hands wrapped around a cup of tea that had long since gone cold, watching the vine inch forward across the warped oak planks. It was a cruel irony, he thought, that the one thing in his house...

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