The Wistful Letter

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"The seal is broken, Sergeant." The voice came from the shadows of the high vaulted ceiling, where the gaslight flickered like a trapped moth. I did not look up. I kept my eyes on the letter in my hands. It was a heavy thing, the parchment thick and yellowed with age, smelling faintly of lavender and decay. I was a man who had spent twenty years keeping the peace in the corridors of Blackwood...

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