The Wistful Cipher

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The rain had not ceased for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the garden behind our house into a muddy, churning sea where the roots of the old oaks clawed desperately at the earth, and I sat in my study, the air thick with the scent of damp paper and the faint, metallic tang of the tea I had been sipping for hours, watching the clock on the mantelpiece tick with a mechanical...

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