The Wistful Letter

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The iron gates of the Ashworth Institute did not so much open as they exhaled, a long, shuddering groan of rust and release that cut through the foggy London air like a blade. Thomas Bradshaw, a boy of fourteen with hands that trembled not from cold but from a peculiar, vibrating anxiety, stood at the threshold of the world he was about to surrender. He clutched the brass compass against his...

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