The Wistful Cipher

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The rain had turned the cobblestones of Oakhaven into a slick, black mirror, reflecting the fractured neon of the shuttered arcade. Leo stood in the center of the square, his chest heaving, the cold air biting at his lungs. He was twelve, small for his age, with hands that shook not from fear but from a surge of adrenaline so potent it felt like a second heartbeat. Before him, the crowd had...

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