The Wistful Campus

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2026-08-24 04:29:39 -

The boy stood in the doorway of the Headmaster’s office, his fingers white-knuckled around the strap of leather that hung at his waist. It was a simple thing, a belt of dark, oiled hide, frayed at the tail end, but it was the only thing in the world that did not feel cold. Mr. Halloway sat behind a desk that smelled of damp wool and stale tobacco, his eyes fixed on the belt as if it were a...

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