The Faded Chronicle

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The boots came up the corridor before the bells rang prime, and Edward Ashworth knew, in the long darkness before the first knock, that the chronicle had been found. He had been awake an hour, his hands folded across his chest as they had been every night since his wedding, the knuckles swollen with a winter damp that never left the stone of the keep, the fingers curled like a question....

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