The Wistful Cipher

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The clock on the mantelpiece ticked out three hours, and Elias Vane counted the stitches in the tear of his left sleeve, a fraying white thread that had started at the cuff and now hung loose like a broken bone. He had been awake for nine hours, or perhaps ten, though the distinction had blurred since the dream of the lighthouse, that tall white spire burning with a fire that did not consume...

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