The Wistful Letter
Elias Thorne, you will report to the east wing immediately, the voice of Director Halloway echoed from the shadows of the corridor, a command that felt less like an order and more like a physical weight pressing against the back of Elias’s neck, forcing him to stand straighter in his uniform, the wool scratchy and heavy against his skin, the smell of damp plaster and old iron filling his lungs...
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