The Wistful Letter

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The brass key in your hand is cold, slick with the condensation of the cellar air, and it feels less like a tool and more like a tooth pulled from a dead man’s jaw. You are Elara, thirty-two years old, and you have spent the last three years scrubbing the grime from the Blackwood Manor floors, working until your knuckles split, all for the promise of a pension that will allow you to leave this...

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