The Faded Apartment

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The amber resin sat in Elias Thorne’s palm, a sphere of hardened sap the size of a walnut, warm to the touch despite the biting chill that had settled into the bones of the cathedral’s east transept. He turned it slowly, watching the way the light caught the internal fractures, the tiny bubbles of air trapped within the substance like insects in amber, and he felt a familiar, dull ache in his...

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