The Wistful Cipher
"Do not touch the folio, Vane. The ink is unstable, and your hands are unsteady." Head Archivist Silas Thorne’s voice was not loud, but it carried the brittle weight of the oak shelves surrounding them, a sound like dry leaves skittering across a pavement. Arthur Vane, twelve years old and small for his age, kept his fingers curled around the edge of his ledger, the paper damp with the...
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