The Golden Visit

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The Golden Visit

The rain had not stopped since Elias Thorne crossed the threshold of St. Jude’s, a sound that drummed against the high, arched windows like a relentless, muffled applause for a performance no one was watching. He stood in the entrance hall, his coat dripping onto the cracked terracotta tiles, the smell of wet plaster and old decay thick in his throat, a scent that seemed to cling to the back of...

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