The Wistful Cipher

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2026-08-18 22:57:55 -

The taste of iron was the first thing Marcus remembered, sharp and metallic on his tongue, followed by the smell of wet wool and damp earth. He woke in a room that had no windows, only walls of smooth, pale stone that seemed to breathe with a faint, rhythmic pulse. The air was thick, heavy with the scent of crushed lavender and decay. He sat up, his movements stiff, his body feeling lighter...

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