The Wistful Cipher

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2026-08-19 08:38:44 -

The air in the study smelled of ozone and dried lavender, a scent that had become so intrinsic to my existence that I could no longer distinguish it from the smell of my own skin. I sat before the mahogany desk, the wood polished to a mirror shine that reflected not my face, but the fractured geometry of the windowpanes behind me, shivering in a wind that had no source outside the walls of this...

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