The Wistful Cipher

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The ink in this pot is thick with the cold of November, and my hand trembles not from the chill of the forge but from the terrible clarity that has settled over me in the last three days, a clarity that tastes like iron and old blood. I am Elias Thorne, master locksmith of Oakhaven, a man who has spent forty years bending metal to his will, yet I find myself undone by a single line of light...

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