The Faded Alibi
The oak tree in the courtyard of St. Jude’s University did not move in the November wind, its branches rigid and dark against the gray sky, standing as a silent witness to the proceedings within the lecture hall. Dr. Elias Thorne stood at the front of the room, his hands clasped tightly behind his back, feeling the familiar, cold weight of his own insignificance settle upon his shoulders. He...
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