The Wistful Letter

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey mist that clung to the high windows of the St. Jude’s Institute for the Preservation of Historical Manuscripts. Inside, the silence was heavy, textured, and absolute, broken only by the rhythmic, mechanical hum of the climate control system and the faint, dry whisper of pages turning. Elias Thorne sat at his desk, a small...

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