The Wistful Incense

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Thorne. The word hung in the air of the staff room, sharp and brittle, before Elias could lift his head from the ledger. He looked up to find Director Halloway standing by the door, his face a mask of bureaucratic fury, the morning light from the high windows catching the dust motes that swirled around him like a suspended, grey storm. It was the first of March, and the heating vents had been...

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