The Distant Affair

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The iron gate of the Blackwood Conservatory shuddered against its stone lintel as the wind rose, a shrieking wail that sounded less like air and more like a dying breath. I stood before it, my scholar’s coat torn at the hem, my hands trembling not from the cold but from the weight of the glass in my satchel. It was a Tuesday in November, the kind of day where the light fails early, leaving the...

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