The Eye of the Inquisition
The year was 1348, and the world was ending in a cough of blood and a stench of decay. Brother Thomas walked through the cloisters of the Abbey of St. Jude, his sandals clicking on the cold stone. Around him, the monks moved like shadows, their faces hidden behind leather masks filled with aromatic herbs to ward off the Black Death. Thomas was a man of faith, but he possessed a curiosity that...
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