The Wistful Letter

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The rain tapped a rhythm against the glass. It was a soft, persistent sound. Like a heartbeat slowing down. Inside, the air was thick. Heavy with the scent of old paper and damp wool. Silas stood by the window. He watched the water run down the pane. It blurred the street below. The street was empty. The lights were out. This was the house at the edge of the moor. A place of stone and shadow. A...

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