The Wistful Voyage

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The heavy brass key turns in the lock with a sound like a bone snapping, and you feel the weight of the iron handle against your palm as you push the door to the East Wing open. The air inside is stale, thick with the scent of decaying paper and the faint, metallic tang of old blood, a smell that has seeped into the very grain of the oak paneling over forty years of service. You are fifty-two...

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