The Wistful Throne

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The chair was there before the door was even open, its legs sinking into the wet grass as if the earth had decided to swallow it whole. Elias stood on the porch of St. Jude’s Hospice, his duffel bag heavy with three notebooks, a stylus, and a bottle of antiseptic, and watched the wood grain shift like smoke in a draft. It was a high-backed throne of dark oak, but the wood did not look solid; it...

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