The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

The bell tolled. It was a sound of iron and rust. Brother Thomas stood in the nave. The dust motes danced in the shafts of light. They were grey. They were cold. He looked down at his hands. They were trembling. He was a scholar. He was old. His robes were heavy. They smelled of wool and age. He wore a circlet of silver. It was tarnished. It sat upon his brow. It was a weight. It was a crown....

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