The Wistful Letter
The ink on the nib is black, thick as blood, and it stains the tip of your finger as you press the letter onto the desk. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old, and you are writing to the Magistrate of the Ironworks in the year 1893. You demand the release of your brother, Silas, who is imprisoned for the crime of channeling the factory’s restless spirits. You want him free by the winter...
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