The Wistful Campus

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The count of the missing items was simple: one chalice, one set of woolen socks, one boy. Elias Thorne stood before the cracked mirror in the refectory, his breath fogging the glass in a small, sharp circle. He was twenty-four, though the cold in the stone walls had aged him into a man of thirty. His hands, roughened by years of copying manuscripts, trembled slightly as he wiped the fog away....

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