The Wistful Letter

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The ledger held four hundred and twelve names, and Elias counted them three times before the cold in the archive room seeped into his bones. He was twelve, a junior clerk at Blackwood Asylum, and his fingers were stained with ink and the damp rot of the basement. The air smelled of mildew and old paper, a thick, suffocating scent that clung to the back of his throat. He had found the book...

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