The Wistful Cipher

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The first thing you notice is the smell of iron gall ink, sharp and acidic, clinging to the parchment like a wound that will not close. You are holding a sketch of a fern, its fronds uncoiling in a precise, mathematical spiral, but your eyes are fixed on the margin where the ink has bled into the fiber. The room is the Ministry of Records, a cavernous hall of oak desks and low-hanging gas lamps...

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