The Wistful Letter

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The ink in the well was black, but the paper was white, and Elara Vane’s hand trembled only when she thought of the deed. It was October, 1893, and the wind outside Blackwood Asylum did not howl; it whispered, a dry rattle like bones shifting in a sack. She sat at the heavy oak desk in Ward 4, the air thick with the scent of camphor and old dust, and pressed her quill to the page. She was...

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