The Wistful Voyage

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The Purgatory Archive does not smell of dust, as one might expect of a place where lost things go to rot, but of wet iron and old pennies. I had been employed as a junior archivist in Oakhaven for three years before my dismissal, a punishment for a mistake that was technically mine but spiritually everyone’s. Now, at forty-five, I stood before the iron doors of the sub-basement, my hand...

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