The Wistful Throne

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The oak tree stood in the center of the garden like a judge who had already rendered the verdict. Professor Elias Thorne, forty years old and trembling in the damp October air, stared at the rough, dark bark where the legend said the scars lived. He had come to Harrowgate not as a man seeking salvation, but as a scholar seeking data, a distinction he had clung to with the desperate rigor of a...

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