The Wistful Cipher

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2026-08-20 09:27:46 -

The hall smelled of tallow and damp wool, a thick, cloying scent that seemed to settle in the lungs of every man and woman gathered for the annual harvest dinner. It was a heavy, industrial evening, the air conditioning of the municipal hall failing to cut through the humidity that clung to the walls. Thomas Bradshaw stood by the buffet table, his uniform crisp but ill-fitting, the fabric...

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