The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The ledger showed forty-two pages remaining. I counted them by the light of the kerosene lamp, my fingers stained black to the knuckles. It was November, 1892, and the wind off the Firth of Clyde was already hard enough to crack the windowpanes of our small cottage in the mining town of Argyll. My brother, Julian, had died in the spring, leaving behind a manuscript that refused to be finished....

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