The Wistful Letter

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2026-08-22 12:27:18 -

The fog did not roll in so much as it rose, a thick, bruised purple curtain that swallowed the jagged teeth of the cliffs and the crumbling stone of the lighthouse, leaving only the faint, rhythmic thud of the waves against the rocks below. Silas Vane stood at the edge of the promontory, his heavy wool coat damp with the sea spray, his fingers white-knuckled around the iron railing that had...

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