The Wistful Letter

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The rain in Blackwood did not wash; it stained. It turned the soot from the coal furnaces into a slick, iridescent film that coated the cobblestones and the windows of the magistrates’ court, blurring the world into a grey, breathing entity. Elias Thorne sat in the back row of the gallery, his fingers laced tightly around a leather satchel that contained the only proof he possessed. It was not...

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