The Wistful Voyage

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The ivy on the north wall of the Abbey had grown thick and heavy, a living tapestry of emerald and bronze that clung to the stone with a tenacity that seemed almost sentient, wrapping itself around the ancient masonry in tight, suffocating coils. Margaret Holloway watched the vines from her cell window, her fingers tracing the rough, cold glass as she felt the familiar, dull ache in her joints,...

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