The Wistful Cipher

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"Did you see the eyes?" The voice was thin. It scraped against the silence of the hall. Eleanor looked up. She did not move. She held the silver thimble in her left hand. It was cold. It bit into her skin. "Who?" she asked. Her voice was steady. It was the voice of a mother. It was the voice of a judge. "The stranger," the boy whispered. He stood in the shadows of the archway. His name was...

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