The Wistful Campus
The letter arrived on a Tuesday. The ink was black. The paper was thin. It bore the seal of the Abbey. It was signed by the Abbot. It was an order to leave. Elias stood by the window. He held the paper in his hands. His hands were rough. His hands were cold. He looked at the snow outside. The snow was white. The snow was deep. It covered the fields. It covered the road. It covered the world. He...
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