The Faded Alibi

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The Faded Alibi

You are sitting in the high-backed chair behind the desk, and the wood is cold against your spine, a cold that has nothing to do with the draft slipping under the door and everything to do with the years that have settled into the grain of the oak. It is a small room, a closet of stone and shadow within the larger architecture of the abbey, and the air smells of damp wool, old parchment, and...

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