The Golden Myth

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The Golden Myth

The ink on the vellum was still wet when Master Aldric felt the cold weight of the silence in the scriptorium. It was not the comfortable quiet of concentration, but the heavy, suffocating pressure of eyes fixed upon him. He did not look up. He knew better. To look up was to admit that the accusation had weight, that the shadow cast over his work was real. Outside the high, narrow windows, the...

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