The Wistful Cipher

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The air in the Great Hall of St. Jude’s Academy tasted of burnt sugar and old iron, a thick, cloying sweetness that clung to the back of the throat like a secret too heavy to swallow. We sat at long tables of polished oak, the wood reflecting the gaslight in pale, trembling pools, and I watched my brother, Julian, lift his glass with a steadiness that belied the tremor in his hands. He was the...

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