The Wistful Cipher

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The smell of the cellar was not merely unpleasant; it was a physical weight, a thick, damp wool of rot and old paper that pressed against my lungs with every breath I took. I had come down the stairs with the deliberate slowness of a man who knows he is walking into a trap, yet I could not stop myself. My name is Arthur Penhaligon, and for thirty years I have served as the archivist of this...

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