The Wistful Cipher

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The candle guttered. It was a small flame. It burned green. Thomas watched it. He did not blink. The air was thick. It smelled of wax and sweat. He sat in the corner. His hands were bound. The ropes bit deep. He felt the heat. It rose from the floor. It rose from the walls. It rose from the men. He was a prisoner. He was a thief. He was a liar. He was a man. The room was stone. It was cold. It...

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