The Wistful Cipher

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2026-08-20 06:38:04 -

The heavy oak doors of the Hall of Whispers groaned shut behind you, sealing the cold November air outside and trapping the scent of damp wool and ancient dust within the stone corridors, a scent that had permeated your skin so thoroughly over the last three days that you could no longer distinguish it from your own smell, and as you walked toward the high table where the Magister sat, your...

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