The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The brass key in my hand was cold, its teeth worn smooth by decades of other hands, and the light in the St. Jude’s chapel was the pale, watery gray of a winter afternoon that had already begun to fail. I turned it in the lock with the careful precision of a man handling a live wire, the metal biting into the pad of my thumb, and I stepped inside, the door swinging shut behind me with a...

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