The Wistful Cipher

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The glass chalice sat upon the polished mahogany of the scrivener’s desk, a slender, fragile thing of leaded crystal that caught the grey, weeping light of the London afternoon and fractured it into a dozen cold, trembling shards of blue and white. Margaret Holloway did not look directly at the object, for to look directly at it was to admit its power, and to admit its power was to invite the...

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