The Wistful Cipher

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The rain did not stop. It fell on the grey slate of the watchtower, a steady, rhythmic drumming that masked the sound of the wind in the pines. Elias stood by the window, his back to the room. He was a large man, built for violence, his shoulders broad enough to block the narrow pane. The stone of the wall was cold against his spine. He could feel the damp seeping through his tunic. Inside the...

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