The Wistful Cipher

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The air in the Blackwood Asylum for the Unstable Mind was thick with the scent of wet wool and burnt ozone, a heavy, suffocating perfume that clung to the back of the throat like a physical weight, and it was there, amidst the clatter of teacups and the low, droning hum of the ventilation shafts that had not been serviced since the war, that I first saw Elias, a man who seemed to be made less...

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