The Wistful Cipher

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The crystal decanter caught the gaslight, refracting a fractured rainbow across the Minister’s velvet waistcoat, but my eyes were fixed on the brooch pinned to his lapel, a jagged shard of black onyx that had once been the center of my father’s estate. It was a piece of the *Lament*, a family heirloom I had sworn to protect before the war drove us from our home, yet here it sat, worn with the...

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