The Wistful Cipher

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The rain had been falling for three days, a grey, persistent sheet that turned the manicured lawns of the estate into a bog and the air into a thick, damp wool. You stood by the window of the study, watching the water streak the glass, your reflection ghosting over the scene, a pale and hollow shape against the darkening twilight. Your hand rested on the hilt of the sword, not to draw it, but...

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