The Wistful Cipher

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The brass key hung from the hook by the door. It was a small thing, tarnished by decades of air and neglect, but its shape was distinct. It looked like a tooth. It looked like a bone. Margaret held it in her palm, feeling the cold metal bite into her skin. She did not look at the door. She looked at the floor. The dust motes danced in the single beam of light that cut through the blind. They...

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