The Wistful Skyline

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Thorne. You’re standing in the doorway like a ghost, Elias. Move your feet or clock out. The smell of the breakroom was a thick, cloying mix of burnt coffee and the industrial lemon disinfectant that Dr. Aris insisted on using to mask the underlying scent of the wards, a chemical sharpness that seemed to eat the hair on Elias’s forearms. He looked down at his hands, which were stained a deep,...

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