The Faded Attic

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The Faded Attic

The banquet hall of the Abbey of Saint Jude did not smell of incense or roasted pork, as the chronicles of the later, gentler centuries would suggest, but of wet wool, stale beer, and the metallic, coppery tang of fear that had soaked into the stone floor over three hundred years of silent confessions and public executions. Brother Elias, who had spent the last nineteen years in the scriptorium...

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