The Wistful Letter

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The invitation to the Masquerade at Blackwood Hall was not a piece of paper, but a heavy, wax-sealed cylinder that Elias Thorne held in his trembling hands, the wax cracked and flaking like dead skin. He read the name inside, *Dr. E. Thorne, Antiquarian*, and felt the cold weight of the Duke’s expectation settle into his marrow, a chill that no amount of sherry could dislodge. He was forty...

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