The Last Knight of the Giants
The potion tasted of herbs and iron. Anselm swallowed it because the Abbot told him to, because the plague had taken a third of Christendom and the Church declared that God required humility, and humility, it seemed, meant becoming small. He drank. The liquid was bitter and hot. It burned going down and burned worse coming back up as he burped in the chapter house, surrounded by twelve other...
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