The Wistful Mountain

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The silence in the scriptorium was not an absence of sound but a heavy, textured substance, a thick woolen blanket woven from the scratch of quills, the dry rustle of vellum, and the low, subterranean hum of prayers that seemed to rise from the stone floor itself, a vibration that Edward Ashworth felt in his teeth before he heard it in his ears. He sat hunched over his desk, the parchment...

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