The Wistful Saga

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The Wistful Saga

The bell tolled four times. It was a dull, heavy sound. It hung in the air of the scriptorium. The candles flickered. The shadows lengthened. Thomas sat at the desk. He did not move. His hand hovered over the parchment. The ink was wet. A black tear. He looked at the door. It was barred. Iron and wood. No one could leave. No one could enter. The silence was thick. It pressed against his...

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