The Wistful Letter

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The ink on the parchment did not dry; it bled. It seeped into the fiber of the ancient vellum, spreading like a bruise across the skin of the document, turning the crisp black letters of Edward Ashworth’s confession into a swirling, muddy storm. He sat in the high-backed chair, the wood creaking under the weight of his guilt, and watched the words dissolve. Outside the tall, arched windows of...

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