Shadow of the Holy See
The year was 1348, and the world was ending in a fever of blood and boils. In the village of Oakhaven, the air was thick with the scent of burning sage and rotting flesh. The Black Death had arrived, not as a disease, but as a divine scythe, reaping the pious and the profane alike. In the center of the village stood the stone cathedral, a fortress of faith where Brother Thomas, a young monk...
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