The Wistful Letter

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I, II, III The glass shattered before the sound reached my ears, a cold shock traveling up the arm that had just struck the case. I stood in the center of the dissolving room, the shards of the ledger’s enclosure glittering like frozen rain on the stone floor. The ink on the pages was moving again, sliding across the parchment in slow, deliberate rivers, rewriting the names of the dead. I tried...

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