The Wistful Letter

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The Headmaster’s voice cut through the damp silence of the dormitory, sharp and final, as he pointed a bony finger at the cot in the corner. "Elias, you are no longer Elias." The boy did not move. He lay still under the thin, scratchy blanket, his fingers curled tight around the cold metal of a silver locket hidden in the hollow of his mattress. The locket was small, tarnished by years of...

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