The Chalice of Ash
The year was 1348, and the Black Death was a shadow that swallowed Europe whole. Sir Alistair rode through the ruins of a village in Provence, his armor rusted and his cloak stained with the soot of a dozen burned churches. He was a man of the Cross, but the Cross had failed him. The Church had promised protection in exchange for faith, but the plague did not care for faith. Alistair had spent...
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