The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-19 15:27:25 -

The fire started in the archives. It was not a grand blaze, not the kind that eats a castle or a cathedral. It was a quiet, hungry thing that crept along the cedar shelves and whispered to the vellum. I stood in the gallery, watching the smoke curl into the high, vaulted ceiling of the Great Hall of the Imperial Institute. My hands were shaking. I held my passport in one hand and a letter of...

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