The Faded Portrait
The chandeliers of the University of St. Jude’s Great Hall cast a light that felt less like illumination and more like a physical weight, pressing down upon the forty-year-old Dr. Elias Thorne as he stood amidst the swirling currents of the annual faculty gala, his eyes fixed not on the faces of his colleagues but on the distant, darkened corner where the archive entrance lay, a mouth waiting...
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