The Leviathan's Dirge
The Inquisition found him at dawn on a Tuesday in November, 1492. Thomas de Alvarez ran through the alleys of Lisbon with three pursuers at his back, their boots striking cobblestone in the rhythm of men who knew they had time on their side. He was not young. At thirty-four, his body carried the softness of a man who had spent more years in libraries than on ships. But desperation is a powerful...
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