The Wistful Cipher

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The rain in the old district does not fall so much as it seeps, a slow, gray hemorrhage from a bruised sky that hangs low over the jagged teeth of the limestone spires, and you stand beneath the archway of the Salt Merchant’s House, your fingers wrapped around the handle of a door that has not been opened in forty years, feeling the cold wood bite into your skin like a promise that was never...

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