The Wistful Letter

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The rain hits the stone. It sings. A low, wet hymn against the glass. You stand in the corridor. The air is thick. Smells of dust. And old blood. You are tired. Your boots are heavy. Leather. Stiff. You do not move. You wait. The clock ticks. Tick. Tick. Tick. It is a sound in your skull. You are here. In the Hall of Mirrors. The Grand Palace. Not a castle. A museum now. But the power remains....

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