The Wistful Cipher

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You are standing in the basement of the university archive, the air thick with the smell of decaying paper and damp stone, and you are holding a letter that should not exist. The ink is faded to a ghostly violet, the script a jagged, desperate scrawl that you recognize instantly, though your mind tries to reject the familiarity. It is your own handwriting, but from a time you do not remember, a...

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