The Wistful Letter

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The stone was not solid. It breathed, a slow, rhythmic expansion and contraction that sent shivers up the iron bars of the cell. "You are late," said the voice from the darkness. It did not come from the mouth of the man sitting in the corner, but from the air itself, vibrating against the soles of Elias’s boots. "The Court is impatient." Elias Whitmore adjusted his cuffs. The fabric was heavy,...

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