The Pale Letter
The ink on the parchment was not merely black, but a viscous, obsidian sludge that seemed to swallow the light of the tallow candles before it could settle into the fibrous grain of the sheepskin, a medium that required a steady hand, a specific alloy of iron gall and oak galls reduced through weeks of boiling, and a quill cut with such geometric precision that the angle of the nib determined...
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